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Universe New

by E is for Epic

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Universe New 05:04
The heavens whisper sleep in the listening ear And comfort the called ones and those drawn near Galaxies abide forever in their place Swirling giants hold the hands of grace Is there something more, a potential to be? A language unheard; brought forth in a word A kingdom unconquered by pen or by sword And like those oceans who moan, and fowl of the air The stars all tremble as they wait to share That something more; a potential to be? Lord heal the blind men and help them to see A universe new, refreshed by its maker and lovingly cared for by a whole new caretaker Once father of all, (in a universe new) Once he comes to reign (a universe new) I'll cry in relief (in a universe new) there will be no more pain. (in a universe new) Until that day, we live and we cry Try to comprehend god and we ask the question why Oh why are we here? Why should He share? He can form planets. Planets, Why should He share? Is there something more; a potential to be? Lord heal the blind men and help them to see A universe new, refreshed by its maker, and lovingly cared for by a whole new caretaker Once father of all, (in a universe new) Once he comes to reign (a universe new) I'll cry in relief (in a universe new) there will be no more pain. (in a universe new) In a universe new; in a universe new, a universe new A universe new; in a universe new; a universe new A universe new; in a universe new A universe new; in a universe, a universe a universe new
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Fear Monger 03:29
Fearmonger, fears the light Fearmonger, fears what's right Fearmonger, fears the day Upcommance, comes their way Fearmongers won't like this song Your hunger, power monger's wrong Fearmongers won't like this song When you plunder and your funder's gone. Power hunger, there is no end Your busted body, just won’t mend, no! A hate sower has no friend War funder inherits the wind, yeah! Fearmongers won't like this song Your hunger, power monger's wrong Fearmongers won't like this song When your plunder and your funder's gone. Tragedy comes upon you suddenly, Now you're in your labor pain Who can save you from what you've sown Now that you are on your own. Power hunger, there is no end You busted body, just won’t mend, no A hate sower has no friend War funder inherits the wind, yeah
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Alien 05:19
While envoys moarn and cry for peace, the nations rage and they will not cease, only and alien, can save us!
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Why 06:31
Professing to be wise; ignorance in a guise a widow weeps, her child cries Waiting, fearing, no one will speak forth a widow sighs, another cries and where is her recourse, She's none at all. She's none at all. Where is her power, and who for the widow will fight; her oppression, her poverty, who will make things right? See the signs in the heavens vast, heed the words will come to pass. She will be first, who is last. Professing to be wise; ignorance in a guise a widow weeps, her child cries Waiting and fearing, no one will speak forth; a widow sighs another cries, where is her recourse? She's none at all. She's none at all. Behold the widow's love, she toils for our gain, her spirit bows and kneels, while she lies there in her, in her pain. Behold the eternal, he comes. Men hide themselves from his sight. Trembling in their fear, they hide themselves from the light. See the signs in the heavens vast, heed the words will come to pass. She will be first, who is last. The land it lies fallow, with blood, despair and dead The great ones they are fallen and quiver, and quiver in their dread Disease has stricken all that live, many cities are no more. Misery covers the globe, and we cry “why for” Professing to be wise, Ignorance in a guise a widow weeps, her child dies Waiting, fearing, and no one speaks forth a widow sighs, another cries and where is her recourse, There's none at all. There's none at all.

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E is For Epic
Eric (Mr Epic) on acoustic guitar and vox
Chris on percussion

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released August 25, 2015

E is For Epic

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E is for Epic Milwaukee, Wisconsin

"...His style of playing is called "epic". Epic- as applied to music means bombastic, profoundly large in scope or depth and well composed. He says that’s what he aims for. "It has to be dynamic and interesting, or it isn’t music" he says."
— KAY STARR EDITED BY: VIKKI LOCKE, The Rhythm Authority
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