Epistemology

by Faithful Unto Death

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This is a concept album that follows five stages of a mans walk through epistemological frameworks.

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released 20 June 2013

All songs written by Faithful Unto Death, with the exclusion of the lyrics to "Come Thou Fount".

All recording and mixing was done by Faithful Unto Death.
Mastering was done by Chris Themelco at Monolith Studios.

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Faithful Unto Death is a group of Christian musicians in a heavy band, dedicated to changing the world they live in through the collected effort of their community.

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Track Name: Positivist [Lenses]
It was all so simplistic to observe and decide,
A simple world optimistic with nothing to hide,
Saw reality as painfully objective,
My view of God was artfully unreflective,
Absolutes the foundation under my feet,
I’ve asked questions before but never this deep,

I was living someone else’s life and faith,
Questions the knife cutting lines that kept me safe,
Chorus:
I discovered that I’ve been wearing lenses,
I’ve put on a pair every year since I was young,
And they color everything I see,
And the more I look, the more all I see is me,

Words on a page, all of a sudden don’t speak their truth,
Now I’ve disengaged, from memories I thought were proof,
Religion of my childhood is falling apart,
The question is what now will guide my heart,

Everyone has a point of view,
Even a camera sees less than it excludes,
And so reality has begun to twist,
I cannot prove that I exist,

I created the lies the lenses filtered for me,
Now I’ve had a loss of all certainty,
I created the lies the lenses filtered for me,
I’m adrift, adrift in an unending sea,
(Chorus)
Everyone has a point of view,
Even a camera sees less than it excludes,
And so reality has begun to twist,
I cannot prove that I exist,
I cannot prove that I exist,
Track Name: Phenomenalist [Mirrors]
I can’t go back to the ignorance of youth,
But is all that’s left disillusioned untruth?
Deconstructed so far I can’t seem to find,
Anything of value in this daily grind,
Why keep fighting in this cage of mirrors?
Why not settle for accepted and comforting errors?
Everything-is-relative why not just stop lying,
If I can’t be certain what’s the point in trying,

I am no one, I am nothing, I am everyone, I am everything,

(Chorus):
I want to see outside myself,
To see the world I know is there (I know it’s there),
But I’m stuck in a cage of mirrors,
And every effort gets me no nearer,
To a sense of meaning for existence,
And I’m draining of all resistance,
I need a sense of meaning for existence,
But I’m draining of all resistance,

All I can know is myself and I don’t know him that well,
I built my own heaven now I’ve built my own hell,
Gave up that fake solid ground I thought I had,
Traded stability for relevance and now it drives me mad,

Thought being humble meant being unsure,
But now I’m drowning in doubt desperate for something pure,
It’s draining to pay this much attention to my own heart,
I want out in the sun but don’t know where to start,
Track Name: In Transit [Kaleidoscope]
“In the torment of the insufficiency of everything attainable we eventually learn that here, in this life, all symphonies remain unfinished”. -Henri Nouwen

All men must make a choice,
Though some may seem more obvious,
I don’t want to deny my mind,
So I can’t make this blind,
Yet here in this moment I can see a place,
With the coexistence of reason and faith,
And the world opens like a Kaliedescope,
With a million options for me to do more than cope,

We return, we return to the garden today,
But maybe this time we could stay.
Track Name: Critical Realist [Telescope]
Can I become comfortable without certainty?
Really in this life all we get is probability,
But does the lack of perfect absolutes,
Mean that I can’t set my face in the direction of truth,

Can I learn to trust myself again?
Be aware of the lenses and still see through them?
Everyone believes in something to be fair,
Can I start over and build something more self-aware,

I’m drained of pride and truly humble by truth’s insistence,
I’m ready to fathom the mystery of my own existence,
I’m ready to step outside and see what new perspective annoints,
I’m ready to admit that this is my turning point,

I’ve been humbled by my questioning,
Now I’m ready to step out,
And learn again what it is I can follow,
This time I think for myself,

And everything I thought was simple it fell apart so long ago,
I can see the flaws in perfect detail,
And everything I thought was simple it fell apart so long ago,
I’m on a pilgrimage but where it leads I don’t know,

I’ve stripped away even the sweetest frame,
Yet Love still calls my name, (X6)

And that one last picture of selfless love,
I can’t get it out of my head,
Can’t get it out of my head,
Track Name: Again For The First Time
O to grace how great a debtor, daily I'm constrained to be!
Let thy goodness like a fetter, bind my wandering heart to thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it, seal it for thy courts above.

And now I’ve come full circle again,
Yet I stand in a different plane,
I’m meeting Jesus again for the first time,
This time I will enjoy the climb,
I know I will go round continually,
But there’s meaning in the spinning, a mountain for every valley,

Somewhere we know that without silence words lose their meaning,
That without listening, speaking no longer heals,
That without distance closeness cannot cure, closeness cannot cure

I’ve returned to the promise land for now,
But possession is for those who are not proud,
Cleanse, restore, rebuild, cleanse, restore, rebuild,
Exile is sacrifice,

O to grace how great a debtor, daily I'm constrained to be!
Let thy goodness like a fetter, bind my wandering heart to thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it, seal it for thy courts above.

Come, thou Fount of every blessing, tune my heart to sing thy grace;
streams of mercy, never ceasing, call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet, sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I'm fixed upon it, mount of thy redeeming love.