🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: A Desolation Song - Agalloch

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