🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: A Desolation Song - Agalloch

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