🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: A Desolation Song - Agalloch

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