Draconian
No Greater Sorrow
I am bewildered by this cruel fate -
Clouding my judgement
Sowing the seeds of life in soil of ruin?
The winds feel silent and kissed Deaths wings

Its colder than before, still the winters passed
And springtime haste fully took all it came for
Often I stare at the clouds drifting by, imagining you there -
Like formations of a dream adrift from me

The moments are gone but you remain
If we had wings we would leave the seasons behind -
Escaping this quiet shroud always haunting us
We sleep now in the ashes blowing in the wind

There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery

And there you are alone like me;
The mountain I must climb;
The lush garden I fail to nurture?
And when I have nothing to say
Ill let this slip away

I wonder who we are now what were supposed to do
Each day only shadows comfort me and you?
Each day we let it pass and then we die?
As dust fall from heavens fire