[Intro] [Downtuned guitar, ominous build] [Slow drums, tension rising] [Sudden blast beat explosion] [Verse 1 — Harsh vocals / growls] [Brutal, downtuned, blast beats] Monday morning, hell already breaking loose The hammer snaps in half, shatters in my hands Tuesday hits us harder, the grease drum tips and falls A flood of filth across the floor, we wade through all the rot Wednesday, Thursday, everything collapses Water floods the hallway, rising to our knees The machines are screaming, the boss is screaming louder Five days drowning in a nightmare with no end [Pre-Chorus — Building, harsh into melodic] But the clock strikes five on Friday And something deep inside us starts to wake [Chorus — Clean vocals, melodic, soaring] Salvation hour — we have survived Through the chaos and the curses, we are still alive The cold beer waits out there, deliverance is near Five days down in hell — now we take back our souls [Verse 2 — Harsh vocals, the first defeat] [Brutal breakdown] We reach the bar with blood beneath our nails But the doorman stops us cold — "Sorry, we're fully booked" Thrown back out on the street, another fist across the face The week refuses to release us, it hunts us like a hound [Spoken/screamed] Is it never enough?! [Pre-Chorus — Turning point] But we keep on walking, further down the street And the next door that opens... changes everything [Chorus — Clean vocals, melodic] Salvation hour — we have survived Through the chaos and the curses, we are still alive The cold beer waits out there, deliverance is near Five days down in hell — now we take back our souls [Bridge — The turn, building euphoria] [Clean vocals, melodic, growing] And suddenly it all just starts to work The tables set before us, the food is so divine A stranger's hands are on our shoulders, all the tension melts The week dissolves like snow beneath the first spring sun [Building, more intense, harsh layers returning under clean] It keeps getting better, this can't be real Someone leans in closer, whispers something we can't believe Is this heaven? Did we die and end up here? No — it's only Friday, and the Friday's ours tonight! [Breakdown — Harsh vocals explode back, euphoric chaos] [Massive breakdown, blast beats, but triumphant] FREEDOM! Everything we suffered — it was worth it all! FREEDOM! The week is dead and buried — we're immortal here tonight! [Final Chorus — Clean and harsh layered, full euphoria] Salvation hour — we have transcended Through the fire and the curses, we have risen from the ash This right here's our rapture, this right here's our high Five days down in hell — and heaven was a Friday [Outro — Clean, soaring, fading] [Melodic, euphoric, winding down] Now we are free... The week is gone... And tomorrow, oh tomorrow... That's tomorrow's problem now [Whispered, then final brutal hit] ...until Monday comes again. [Final breakdown stab] [End] ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A Melodic Deathcore epic about the most relatable working-class ritual: the After Work. The song charts a catastrophic work week told in brutal harsh vocals and blast beats — a hammer snaps in their hands, a barrel of grease topples over, a flood rises in the hallway, machines and the boss both screaming. Five days of physical hell. When Friday 5 PM finally arrives, the melodic clean-vocal chorus brings salvation — but first, one more blow: they get thrown out of the first bar for being fully booked. Then they wander down the street, the next door opens, and everything inexplicably starts going RIGHT. The food is divine, someone massages their shoulders, a stranger leans in with an unbelievable offer — the euphoria builds to a near-religious transcendence that explodes into a triumphant breakdown. "Is this heaven? No — it's only Friday, and the Friday's ours!" The contrast between the brutal work-week verses and the soaring euphoric choruses carries the whole arc, ending on the bittersweet whisper that Monday always returns. Pure comedy with epic deathcore grandeur. NDC-TT week 22 (Throwback Thursday) entry. Genre: Melodic Deathcore. Theme: After Work. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- © 2026 Ande Records Lyrics by Ande All rights reserved. https://ande-records.se/
