Sepulchre by Battle for Athens
Tracklist
1. | Fuckin' Do 1 | 2:17 |
2. | Uzi In My F8s | 2:17 |
3. | Gary Said... | 2:18 |
4. | Humble Pie | 2:46 |
5. | GENDER WAYANG | 2:17 |
6. | Unholy Congregation | 2:45 |
7. | Bevelbellanito | 2:10 |
8. | Consent | 4:06 |
9. | Smoking Orange Juice | 2:21 |
10. | Riding the Lightning | 3:10 |
11. | Fire Below | 3:00 |
Credits
released April 20, 2024
Battle for Athens and associates would cordially invite you to thank along with us the following fine spirits and souls. Correctemundo. Camel cigarettes and Rod Stewart. Gandolfo’s New York Deli IN BELLINGHAM! Thrash metal. Dungeonmaster and drummer exraordinaire Grant Parker aka G-Pa. Perveyors of samosas everywhere. Diamond Jim’s for their landslides even though you don’t have
Mexican American fried potatoes any longer. Steven at the Kent Target. He speaks with a beautifual accent. Thank you Harlem Spartans for the juice we so cravenly desire. I would really like to thank air conditioning. Chorizo meatloaf really came through last night, man. Wonder and Dall-E AI art generators for making us question reality. Mexican food. Thank you Mexico. Thank you for liver donors
everywhere from Kasey. Sandwich artists. Shout out to our boy Hustie from the UK. Hella well nang. Thank you 800 thread count sheets. Thank you 800 views on TikTok. The haole WilNeverTell, aka Earwig, aka Nomad XIII. David Attenmuthafuckinborough. Oprah Winfrey? Nah. Shout out Tame One, RIP. RIP to the keek Pimp Lucious. Life is just slightly more boring without you. Haggen tuna fish sandwiches and Shirley Temples. Agamemnon and all the Greeks that came before us so that we could put it up for Athens. Pygmalion. Poquito sal pon di food. $5000 computers and simulation theory. Thank you deviated time zones but not daylight savings time. Gracias to pillowcases for understanding what it’s like to be slept on. Thank you to us. Unicorns have been dead for years. It’s fucking bullshit. I’m angry at people for using straws and killing stem cells. We’re just stuck on up juiced in blenders and now it’s just fucking Gwyneth Paltrow. I’m sick of it. I am thankful for Matt Groeining though. Punctuality is key. Pick up your dog’s shit.
Battle for Athens and associates would cordially invite you to thank along with us the following fine spirits and souls. Correctemundo. Camel cigarettes and Rod Stewart. Gandolfo’s New York Deli IN BELLINGHAM! Thrash metal. Dungeonmaster and drummer exraordinaire Grant Parker aka G-Pa. Perveyors of samosas everywhere. Diamond Jim’s for their landslides even though you don’t have
Mexican American fried potatoes any longer. Steven at the Kent Target. He speaks with a beautifual accent. Thank you Harlem Spartans for the juice we so cravenly desire. I would really like to thank air conditioning. Chorizo meatloaf really came through last night, man. Wonder and Dall-E AI art generators for making us question reality. Mexican food. Thank you Mexico. Thank you for liver donors
everywhere from Kasey. Sandwich artists. Shout out to our boy Hustie from the UK. Hella well nang. Thank you 800 thread count sheets. Thank you 800 views on TikTok. The haole WilNeverTell, aka Earwig, aka Nomad XIII. David Attenmuthafuckinborough. Oprah Winfrey? Nah. Shout out Tame One, RIP. RIP to the keek Pimp Lucious. Life is just slightly more boring without you. Haggen tuna fish sandwiches and Shirley Temples. Agamemnon and all the Greeks that came before us so that we could put it up for Athens. Pygmalion. Poquito sal pon di food. $5000 computers and simulation theory. Thank you deviated time zones but not daylight savings time. Gracias to pillowcases for understanding what it’s like to be slept on. Thank you to us. Unicorns have been dead for years. It’s fucking bullshit. I’m angry at people for using straws and killing stem cells. We’re just stuck on up juiced in blenders and now it’s just fucking Gwyneth Paltrow. I’m sick of it. I am thankful for Matt Groeining though. Punctuality is key. Pick up your dog’s shit.