A Desolation Song Lyrics - The Mantle - Agalloch

Here I sit at the fire 

Liquor's bitter flames warm my languid soul 

Here I drink alone and remember 

A graven life, the stain of her memory 

In this cup, love's poison 

For love is the poison of life 

Tip the cup, feed the fire, 

And forget about useless hope. . . 

Lost in the desolation of love 

The passions we reap and sow 

Lost in the desolation of life 

This path that we walk. . . 

Here's to love, the sickness 

The great martyr of the soul 

Here's to life, the vice 

The great herald of misery 

In this cup, spiritus frumenti 

For this is the nectar of the spirit 

Quench the thirst, drown the sorrow 

And forget about cold yesterdays. . . 

Lost in the desolation of love 

The passions we reap and sow 

Lost in the desolation of life 

This path that we walk. . . 

Lost in the desolation of love 

The sorrows we reap and sow 

Lost in the desolation of life 

The path that we walk...