I sign off the battle
I give up the fight
I pull down the curtains
And put off the lights
It's raining in background
The world is asleep
The graves of the soldiers
Have no one to weep
It's silent, it's eerie
As dark as the death
The smell of destruction
Has shadowed the faith
I sign off the battle
And gather my things
The fragments of hope
And the pieces of wings
I gather the portions
Of shattered desire
I gather the sparks
That had started the fire
I gather the sufferings
I gather the loss
And splinters of pain
That were nailed to the cross
I gather what's holy
I gather what's cursed
And exit the stage
As planned, as rehearsed
The people are dead
And there's no one to weep
I pull down the curtains
And go back to sleep
Aditee
