Story Behind The Song

As struggling musicians, we all face the day to day grind of pedestrian jobs. This song is our tribute to everyone who works hard for someone else, just to get by.

Song Description

This song is about the struggles of everyday life that working people have to face. This song is to inspire the rise of the common man, and give them an outlet to release their frustration of everyday life through music.

Lyrics

Rambling on through endless blackness,
Everyday suffocates your will,
To rise,
This blackness consumes,
Soon to be called your friend,
Te we you are is nearer now a they of them.

I'm cut from a finer cloth than you,
An average live I just cannot do,
Living day by day ain't for me,
Nine till five I just cannot do.

Rambling on through endless blackness,
Endless day suffocates you will,
To Rise,
This blackness consumes,
Soon to be called your friend,
The we you are is nearer now a they of them.

Pointless tasks for the mindless they,
All trapped in life's futility,
Does your death illicit fear in you,
Mine does not for we are all free.

They will follow,
We will lead,
They will falter,
We will rise.

Crank the amp,
Pound the drums,
Slap the bass,
I'll scream the words,
The stage is ours,
The spotlight gives us,
The greatest high known to anyone/

They will follow,
We will lead,
They will falter,
We will rise.

Your bones will fade to ashes,
Mine will be immortalized,
You are and will be no one,
I am the one your children want to be.

Rambling on through endless blackness,
Everyday suffocates your will,
To rise,
This blackness consumes,
Soon to be called your friend,
The we you are is nearer now a they of them.

They have their worlds painted black,
We have the opportunity to escape,
Free from this mono tonal hell,
And be risen from the mire of mediocrity.