🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: A Desolation Song - Agalloch

 Here I sit at  fire
 Liquor's bitter flames  my languid soul
 Here I drink  and remember
 A graven life,  stain of her memory
 In  cup, love's poison
 For love is the poison  life
 Tip the cup, feed  fire,
 And forget about useless 
 
 Lost  the desolation of love
 The passions  reap and sow
  in the desolation of life
 This  that we walk...
 
 Here's to love, the 
 The great martyr  the soul
 Here's  life, the vice
 The great  of misery
 In  cup, spiritus frumenti
 For this is  nectar of the spirit
 Quench the thirst, drown  sorrow
 And forget  cold yesterdays...
 
 Lost in  desolation of love
 The  we reap and sow
  in the desolation of life
 This  that we walk...
 Lost  the desolation of love
 The sorrows we  and sow
 Lost in  desolation of life
 The path that  walk...