[00:58.989]The valley of judg'ment. The forest of olde.[01:13.271]Where'd come the dread presence, so knowne afore?[02:09.553]Thou, who hath risen the oracle of lyes,[02:20.930]Hast thou witnes'd a shepherd feed on his flocke?[03:06.789]The virtues of loss. The hymnes of decay.[03:22.354]Dost thou have faith now, o dearest friend?[03:35.577]And dost thou now doubt Truth to be a liar,[03:49.637]Or dost thou doubt Lie in thy promythian rage?[04:32.488]Whence came thine yoke of grande tradition,[04:51.198]Hast thou not seen the structure clear?[05:09.239]Alas, 'tis the world without end.[07:23.187]A quenchlesse fire, a nest of trembling feare.[07:38.115]A path that leads to perill, sorrow and despaire.[08:20.964]The virtues of loss. The hymnes of decay.[08:37.956]Dost thou have faith now, o dearest friend?