Performed by:
Vocals, Production- Truth-I Manifest
Vocals, Guitar- Aradhana Silvermoon
Bass, Elec. Guitar- Kyle Nuccilli
Written by: Aradhana Silvermoon & Truth-I Manifest
Produced by Truth-I Manifest
Mixed and Mastered by: Anthony Thogmartin
Copyright 2020 IStarVision Productions
Lyrics
Truth-I
Is it a hair’s breadth
or a nanosecond
the time it takes twin flames
to recognize reflections
A flash of lightning in a forest
Strobing bright to all direction
Vast distance in space
crossed folding through dimension
A certain kind of tension in the drapery
one nation under folds of fakery
trying to find its way gracefully
but all the seams sewn by slavery and masonry
Best to sit tight and render patiently
Then breaking free
Flex agency
Got your tickets to the gun show?
We drop hammers on stanzas
splatter the front row
If you build it in the morning
They will assemble when the sun’s low
bursting forth like monsoon mud flows
Future shocked
Holler back when you done so
The mood was hot
We blew the block
Mucho profundo
Like sifu’s steadyrock stances swung low
Outside of the bungalow
Fish running like a herd of buffalo
Celestial archipelago
Situation touch and go
Good thing i’m in crushing mode
Bout to get combustible
Handles be untouchable
Now
Take two steps back and holler when you’re comfortable
//
Chorus:
Float like a butterfly
Open like a buttercup
Kiss you like a honeybee
But watch for the uppercut
Take two steps back
Call me when you’re thunderstruck
Looks like another case of phantom menace run amok
A phantom menace run amok
Watch for the uppercut
//
Truth
like a true warrior
i will train day and night
for battle
but will never fight
for the only struggle
i have the right to win
is within
and in knowing this
surrender and subsequent shift
become our strategy
tender was the night we realized
Cops and generals lose jobs
when we conquer inner apathy
savagely seizing the bully by his scorn
we are on him like a swarm
our kisses of compassion
piercing his chest like teflon horns
and rapidly, each thorn on his crown
blossoms into a rose
from the holes where his pride is torn
power spills like oil
go figure
but this toil is far from done
i dig my hands in rich soil
and sit in the sun
becoming one in the minds of many cells
binding vines of ancient spells withering
winding etheric roots shimmering
I am the tree of life at full bloom
quivering in a brisk morning breeze
branches stretch galaxies into existence
flowering worlds pollinated
by cosmic worker bees
and we, the keepers of the orchard
lie beneath leaves the size of skies
sharing the fruits of our labor
that which is born in love
time shall savor
time shall savor
//
Chorus:
We float like a butterfly
Open like a buttercup
Kiss you like a honeybee
But watch for the uppercut
Take two steps back
Call me when you’re thunderstruck
Looks like another case of phantom menace run amok
A phantom menace run amok
Watch for the uppercut