I cry with the orchids
And their beauty saddens me most
For most of knights have fallen
Victim to it's ghost

I dare to now remember
The travesty of pain
Brought upon this kingdom
Through paths of the insane

The news of distant clouds
To hide a homely haven
These petals where it's heralds
That all our dreams had craven

These deceits of frailness
Still adorn these fields
Where castles in the sky
Grew orchids on their shields

And now I dream them crumbled
Just as they once were
But all that's left are flowers
Whose beauty I concur