danse macabre – grief lyrics

in vain
no more flowers to pick in may
any words are all in vain, love is a gift from heaven
lifts into grace our lowest desires
shared with angels by gods given
like p-ssion, a spark of immortal fire, this heart of mine a wilderness
this heart of mine a wilderness
what comfort offers a last caress?
what comfort offers a last caress?, but beautiful poems do not cover pain
in loss i cannot sense any splendour
comforting words are all in vain
yesterday’s ghosts seem too tender, tragedy grand in a theatre play
they claim sunshine to follow after rain
but no more flowers to pick in may
for death she is all the same, what comfort offers a last caress?
what comfort offers a last caress?, no more flowers to pick in may
any words are all in vain
no more flowers to pick in may
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