Danse Macabre

Danse Macabre - Grief lyrics

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If solitude follows grief

This heart of mine a wilderness

Splendid memories indeed hardly a relief

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

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 passion, 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

Any words are all in vain

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