Epsilon

by Dog Of Panic

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Named "Epsilon," honestly because it was mixed 5 times.

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released 04 March 2011
Daniel Joseph Rohde - Lyrics, Guitar, Composition, Vocals; Jason Holmes - Percussion Composition, Backing Vocals; Chris Maxey - Bass Composition

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Ah...the band bio. We could ramble on pretentiously about our vast array of achievements, or we could have our friend make a ... more stream of consciousness poem based on our sound in practice:

Dog Of Panic - a collection of volume and force that catapults me back to my youth - a grumpy 14-year-old in a tattered Harley tank and dirty jeans cranking the stereo to damaging levels when the household authori less

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Track Name: The Missionary
I love him
I will obey
Wash the blood and sins from yesterday

Bathe in blood
Heart of a child
My god's love for me is rich and mild

Scripture tells me though shall not kill
But Sergeant orders me it's Father's will

Infidel
You made your choice
Taste my blade
I will silence your voice

In god's name
My blade will lay
And cut the skin from pagan days
And make you beg and wish and pray
You never stepped in Jesus' way

Face to face
You're just like me
But in my savior you do not believe

Read God's word
Give it a try
If you refuse, you and your brothers will die
Track Name: Moosekick
I hand you four cents
Cause you ain't worth a nickel
You know I play for the love
I don't play for the fickle

And some broken strings
And some broken dreams
Drove you from the promised land
You hardly even tried
But I'll hold your hand

The academy
I'd like to thank
For my mouth like a sailor
And my body like a septic tank

Still I choose life
You can, too with ease
Cause I play my moosekick
And I wear my boon jeans

I used to be like you
Pistol ready to fire
Barrel pointed at all my friends
When it's love that I desired

You say you want respect
A little room to live
But if you want to earn my trust
You've got to learn to give
Track Name: When Can I Go Home
It's slipping through my fingertips
I work so hard just to have it slipped away
I shoulda, I coulda, I woulda, Pet Buddha
To be a better man to you
Ambassador to my soul

So now I start damage control
The secret police on foot patrol for me
He said it, she said it, I dread it is time to play a hated role
Oh no

What the hell am I doing here?
Another feast for the beast of fear
I wanna go home
I miss my dog
I miss my dad
I miss my mom

When can I go home?

I love you
I hate you
I know you
You stranger
Track Name: Learning To Overcome
So drunk I fraternize
With feelings that patronize
Imagine if all things that were said were the truth

Way, Get Away, Get Away
Learning To Overcome

You
Don't have to
Believe in
My goals or my fantasies

All
I want from
You is that
We agree to disagree

For
My whole life
I have been
Used as a stepping stone

In-
dependent
from influ-
ence
And I know I'm not alone
Track Name: Ancient Scribe
Heaven forbid
Lack of angels
What's your angle?
Love your show

Eating my sins
From the table
Are you able
Let me grow?

I know your ways I disobey
I know you think I shot my foot
I know your venom everyday
I know your views on wrong and good

But you have brought me inspiration
But you have made a bane a pride
But you sought pain and desolation
But you awoke an ancient scribe
Track Name: Lysergic
I would like to
Prick the surface, if you please
Orifices of glutton
Veils of reality

Home-made world of comfort
Public wool pulled over eyes
The greatest story ever told
Believing our senses lies

Staring at these caricatures
Of you and myself
Terrifyingly these aren't just
Pictures on the shelf
A rusty pail
Collecting tears
Kick the bucket, please
My head is not
Above water
Kick and scratch for sanity

And you know it will
Come around again
Track Name: Admiral Ackbar
Living a life of sequential childhoods
Uncertainty is the only control
Life's little lessons coming at me like drift wood
Crashing upon identity's shore

I'll try to
Unlatch the chains of youth
Search for unfiltered truth
I'll try to
Track Name: One Day At A Time
One day at a time
I try to find the time
I try to walk the line
Pretending this is fine

And now you see me
Hands and knees I'm begging
For my chance to break free
And start my own reality
Track Name: Sabateur
I wish I could
Just be your friend
These ape-like emotions
Have tortured me to no end
Sabotage my thoughts
Write my brain a plan
Your face displays my reflection
and calms me like no one can

And who can ever blame you
to swat down all the flies
For now I'll bid ado
It's time for separate lives

I bet I
Could forget
Her if I
Too late it's
Going again

So now I'm going out
Don't know what else to do
I've burned too many bridges to care

I'm stuck with foot in mouth
Not my first time to lose
Heal scars with beer bottles up in the air
Track Name: Long Live America
Born into a generation of Pavlov's dogs
You have to learn to earn your keep
That's not what I choose, I refuse to feed the hogs
Break rocks until eternal sleep

Boy you need to work
No need for play
Trust Uncle Sam
You'll be rich one day
Gotta feed the kids
Buy milk and bread
I hope I'm alive when I get ahead
I hate this job
Just one more day
Pause my dreams for retirement day
Got to settle down
Become part of the grid
I've paved the same life for my kids

Long live America

Give me bread and circuses
I follow every word
Watch American Idol
I don't care
Take away my freedoms so my safety is insured
New World Order
Let's all stop and stare
Track Name: The Cell
Burrowed cocoons of welcome sheets and pillows
Nightmares carried on the wings of ceiling fans
Timid eyes peak through the tattered covers
This excommunication I don't understand

When will I be set free from this hell
This social purgatory for the child trapped in the well
My inner demons are the cell
Can I have my phone call for my life, my time, my pride, my dreams

Jailor will you set me free?

Mandatory dream world of taste and feel
Torment is the mantra with public zeal
I could scratch the itch again, but what's the use
I'm the guest of honor for my own abuse
Track Name: Bewbs
I heard that you got some sweet tits
I want to squeeze them
All day and all night

I heard when you go on a cruise
You use your sweater puppies
As a flotation device

Show me your boobs
Show me your tits
Show me your knockers

Well my sister works at Victoria's Secret
She said you came in there and ordered
36 triple D's

I just want to takes those puppies home girl
Put them up on my bed
And just fall asleep