- A Desolation Song

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November 12, 2015

Lyrics

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 fucking 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. . .

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