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[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?