Grief Lyrics
This heart of mine a wildernessSplendid memories indeed hardly a reliefWhat comfort offers a last caress?What comfort offers a last caress?No more flowers to pick in MayAny words are all in vainNo more flowers to pick in MayAny words are all in vainLove is a gift from HeavenLifts into grace our lowest desiresShared with angels By Gods givenLike passion, a spark of immortal fireThis heart of mine a wildernessThis heart of mine a wildernessWhat comfort offers a last caress?What comfort offers a last caress?But beautiful poems do not cover painIn loss I cannot sense any splendourComforting words are all in vainYesterday's ghosts seem too tenderTragedy grand in a theatre playThey claim sunshine to follow after rainBut no more flowers to pick in MayFor death she is all the sameWhat comfort offers a last caress?What comfort offers a last caress?No more flowers to pick in MayAny words are all in vainNo more flowers to pick in MayAny words are all in vain
Danse Macabre Grief
