🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: A Desolation Song - Agalloch

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