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Know Thyself

by Sportsmanship

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You Are Your Path 02:52
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Butterscotch, Butterfree Who’s the man I will be? Scares the shit out of me Butterscotch, Butterfree There’s a ghost on the scene Who’s the man I will be? What will happen to me? Build a bridge between the top and bottom Spin a web between the soul and body Spirit of the ancient luminaries Moving up toward a higher being Build a bridge between the top and bottom Spin a web between the soul and body Spirit of the ancient luminaries Know thyself, know thy death, go to sleep If you die before you die, then you will not die when you die When you die, when you die Butterscotch, Butterfree Scares the shit out of me You are your path
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TRV KVLT 02:21
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Void Fast 03:34
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Make the grass to grow beneath my feet Into the void. Selah. Separate the waters from the deep into the skies. Selah. The choir master harmony completes with dissonance resolved. Hide the fire beyond the firmament of Tellus’ swirling orb. Young man, run fast to the void. Young man, embrace the void. Axios! Axios! O, my heavens at your heavens! Axios! Axios! I hear my calling; it’s the silence. Let all mortal flesh keep silent pondering nothing earthly minded. Lidless eye and six-winged voices flying, endless day descends on ranks of angels.
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Palms Upward 04:53
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Feel the movement, strike the chord Hear the cymbal, make some noise The whole point of this is not the emptiness, it’s the wholeness in the void. The whole point of this is not the kingdom, it’s the baby in your arms. Palms upward, palms together, palms touching the ground There’s no heaven, but this heaven, this heaven all around All the people sing: Yeah
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Scaramouche 06:28
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Scaramouche, I wanna take your face from blau to rouge Fandango, I wanna take this thing as far as it can go Let’s tango, hey Serpentine, I build a slip and slide assembly line Circumscribed, I build a tiny house and I just stay inside Begin again, you know I like repeating things Now and then, I think I see the future now, and I think I see it again Skull in hand, now mock thee the naked man Excuse me ma’am: I acquiesce to your ridiculous demands And every time I try to put myself as somebody else I can’t help but thinking of how I might have felt A sinking feeling like a tunnel to the heart of my chest I draw up from the well of infinite jest What was once a suggestion has revealed itself as now a reef far off of the shore, now the ship that must be navigated must reconcile its added weight with its propensity to float. What was once shall be again, and what is now is the beginning of an end, for the Father and the Son live in perpetual communion- a perichoresis- with those welcome into the kingdom but not yet conceived. And the ability to extrapolate the potential impacts of such created being belongs to the Gaia alone, and this mother, the Gaia, who is in essence The Essence, manifests herself inexorably within the hearts of all, who guides all things (but with freedom) to the great song whose harmonies were decided long ago. And how she perceives these many futures is an inexhaustible mystery that must be at once known and unknown. Known, unknown. How many futures known, unknown?
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Mozrs 05:06
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I am just a mortal man If you could see me, how would you perceive me? I’m sorry that I tried so hard. I see that you are different now A different girl from when I met you. Older, yes, but also changed. What you make of this will surely make of you itself Cut like knives through skin Pay no mind at all to your conscience, and in a timely fashion it will go away I watched it happen in slow motion Like jumping off a bridge before my eyes Why are all my friends so sad? Lying face down in the grass. I imagine infinite space where everything’s a possibility But things could never be another way What you make of this will surely make you itself Cut like knives through skin Pay no mind at all to your conscience, and in a timely fashion it will go away There’s a devil waiting in the wings Surreptitiously moving everything to his purpose. O Moses, Laurels- will you let him be?
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Our Master, The Butcher, The Saw 03:28
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Our master, the butcher, the saw I feel it all, I feel it all. O Divine, love the people and know Thyself

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released October 7, 2019

Trey Lewis - guitars, vocals, keys, synth, small percussion
Matt Grace - bass, background vocals, small percussion
Rowland Yeargan - drums, guitar, background vocals, small percussion
Armani Mavinga - guitar, background vocals, small percussion

Produced by Sportsmanship and Armani Mavinga. Engineered, mixed, and mastered by Mr. Franklin (Mr. Franklin's Music House) at a secret cabin in western North Carolina.

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Trey Lewis
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Rowland Yeargan

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