Lyrics:

Here I sit at the fire
Liquors bitter flames warm my languid soul
Here I drink alone, and remember
A graven life, the stain of her memory
In this cup, loves 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...

Heres to love, the sickness,
The great martyr of the soul
Heres 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...