**Lyrics**

[Verse 1]
We built machines to carry our dreams,
But they crush the hearts in silent screams.
Concrete jungles with poisoned air,
Hands outstretched, but no one’s there.

We light the night with neon lies,
Blinding truths, we avert our eyes.
Hungry faces at the edge of town,
We raise our flags, but we let them drown.

[Chorus]
Ashes in our hands, we don’t understand,
The cost of power on stolen land.
We trade our souls for silver chains,
Dancing blind in the devil’s rain.

[Verse 2]
The earth is weary, her veins run dry,
Her cries are lost in a profit’s lie.
Cities rise, but their roots decay,
We pave the path to our own dismay.

Children born into battles we make,
Dreams dissolve with each life we take.
How much longer can we pretend
That this machine won’t break in the end?

[Chorus]
Ashes in our hands, we don’t understand,
The cost of power on stolen land.
We trade our souls for silver chains,
Dancing blind in the devil’s rain.

[Bridge]
The mirror shows a fractured face,
A human race that’s lost its place.
We build our walls, we dig our graves,
What’s left to fight for when we’re all slaves?

[Verse 3]
Take my hand, let’s break this chain,
Feel the fire, embrace the pain.
It’s not too late to tear it down,
To heal the wounds, to turn around.

[Chorus]
Ashes in our hands, we still have a chance,
To break the silence, to take a stance.
The world is bleeding, but we’re alive,
The spark of hope can still survive.

[Final]
No more ashes, no more lies,
No more fear in the children’s eyes.
The road is rough, the path unclear,
But we’ll find our way if we face the fear.

Ashes in Our Hands

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Butter it up, no time for doubt

Crack three eggs, fry ‘em up nice
Bacon on the side, salt ‘n’ spice
Check my phone, nothing new
Another Monday, pushin’ through

Slip on my boots, grab my coat
Blizzard outside, still gotta goat

Sounds penis, see you in hell
Drive through ice on a road like gel
Traffic crawls, wheels don’t grip
Morning radio plays the same old shit

Clock in late, no one cares
Print some sheets, stock some spares
Cubicle walls, grey and bland
Stapler’s jammed, I use my hand

Boss walks by, nods my way
Emails pile up, same old day

Sounds penis, see you in hell
Spreadsheet froze and I tripped an incel
Lunchroom chat ‘bout the local team
Microwave hums while I stare at the screen

Clock strikes five, boots hit the floor
Shovel out the car, drive once more
Brake lights glow in the frozen dusk
Windshield wipers fight the crust

Home at last, kick off my shoes
Microwave beeps, heat up my food
Frozen lasagne, two minutes flat
Watch the news while petting my cat

Weatherman shrugs, says it will still snow
Guess I’ll do this all again... tomorrow

Sounds penis, see you in hell
Fluff my pillow, turn off Adele
Alarm set, close my eyes
Dream of taxes and burger fries

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The Liar

Echoes of Thunder roars back with their second album, Against the Odds, a defiant anthem for those who refuse to back down. Fueled by high-energy rock and infused with electrifying 80s-inspired gems, this album is a battle cry against doubt, adversity, and the naysayers who say it can't be done. Each track pulses with raw intensity, soaring guitar solos, and unstoppable momentum, proving that no matter the challenge, the fire inside burns brighter. Against the Odds isn’t just music—it’s a statement. Are you ready to rise?

Finally Free

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I’m dancing on this broken floor, a symphony of what I swore, to never lose, to never break, I'm caving in cause every step is a fresh mistake!! <3 Pop with dark vibes

Shattered glass symphony

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Graduated from Corman Park College of Dental Numismatics in 1993, with a graduate degree in Experimental Post-Sludge.

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