The valley of judg'ment. The forest of olde.
Where'd come the dread presence, so knowne afore?
Thou, who hath risen the oracle of lyes,
Hast thou witnes'd a shepherd feed on his flocke?
The virtues of loss. The hymnes of decay.
Dost thou have faith now, o dearest friend?
And dost thou now doubt Truth to be a liar,
Or dost thou doubt Lie in thy promythian rage?
Whence came thine yoke of grande tradition,
Hast thou not seen the structure clear?
Alas, 'tis the world without end.
A quenchlesse fire, a nest of trembling feare.
The virtues of loss. The hymnes of decay.
Dost thou have faith now, o dearest friend?
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[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.
[08:20.964]The virtues of loss. The hymnes of decay.
[08:37.956]Dost thou have faith now, o dearest friend?
The valley of judg'ment. The forest of olde.
Where'd come the dread presence, so knowne afore?
Thou, who hath risen the oracle of lyes,
Hast thou witnes'd a shepherd feed on his flocke?
The virtues of loss. The hymnes of decay.
Dost thou have faith now, o dearest friend?
And dost thou now doubt Truth to be a liar,
Or dost thou doubt Lie in thy promythian rage?
Whence came thine yoke of grande tradition,
Hast thou not seen the structure clear?
Alas, 'tis the world without end.
A quenchlesse fire, a nest of trembling feare.
The virtues of loss. The hymnes of decay.
Dost thou have faith now, o dearest friend?
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[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.
[08:20.964]The virtues of loss. The hymnes of decay.
[08:37.956]Dost thou have faith now, o dearest friend?
Repent!
Repent, for the Lord has risen high and proud.
His chariot drawn by rats and vultures,
and adorned with heads of skeptics.
Yes, the Lord is on...
We hold an honorary degree in natural science
For stratigraphy of rock bottom
The layers were aplenty, as above, so below
But mostly below
The researc...
Have ye courage, o my brethren?
The signs are everywhere.
Some did not see it coming,
others refused to see.
I can feel it in the tingle of the air,
i...
Behold the high order abstractors
and engineers alike
The virtuous, the chaste
Weaving new layers of oblivion
Behold the kings
and leaders of men
Warl...
Between the damned,
the pissed and the outright insane
Grand architects of failure,
sculptors of loss
No golden thrones to follow
No shrines of solace...
Some are born without a purpose
Other than prolonged demise in ornate ways
Most of the time it's pathetic, quick and useless
And good neighbours don't...
A guardless weapon of delusion
Forged of a mirage of inherent transcendence
In the tangled mechanisms of life itself
As the curtain is being unraveled...
The stench of zeitgeist
Is the incense of discarded shrines
As the corpses put on powder and rouge
So that the hoax can proceed, ever sidewards
The so...
As if you didn't know how it feels to lose.
As if you didn't know how it feels to lose at dice with fate.
At least have some dignity.
there was no pa...