Welcome To The Ending

Southern Gothic, industrial hard rock, post grunge

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[Intro: Sinister distorted banjo, filthy blues guitar, industrial impacts, heavy Drop A riff. Instrumental.]

[Verse 1: LEAD ROCK VOCALIST ONLY. Fully sung gritty midrange post grunge chest voice, hard rhythmic phrasing. No rap.]

Step right up, watch the world burn down
Kings in suits wearing a jester's crown
They sold the sky, they sold the sea
Now they're laughing on the balcony

Look at them waving from their golden chairs
Making promises they never planned to share
They tell us everything is under control
While they're digging another hole

[Guest Rap 1: FEATURED RAPPER ONLY. Razor sharp diction, intricate internal rhymes, aggressive double time flow. Lead silent.]

Every promise just a magic trick
Every headline makes the people sick
They point the finger, light the fuse
Then they vanish while the whole world loses

Got a thousand explanations for a million complications
Selling panic to the public while they're taking their vacations
Every scandal gets a headline, every headline gets a spin
By the time we know the truth, they've already cashed it in

They can manufacture outrage, make the guilty disappear
Put another smiling face on everything we ought to fear
Keep the cameras on the chaos, keep the questions off the stage
While the people pay the price for another act of rage

[Pre-Chorus: LEAD ROCK VOCALIST ONLY. Fully sung aggressive chest voice. Heavy guitars rise.]

Can you hear the sirens singing?
This ain't no rehearsal, bells are ringing

[Chorus: LEAD ROCK VOCALIST ONLY. Massive fully sung arena hard rock, sustained raspy belts, crushing guitars and pounding drums.]

Welcome to the ending, take your seat
Watch the puppet masters cheat and eat
While the world goes up in flames tonight
They're still smiling under the spotlight
Welcome to the ending, one last show
Ringmasters of ruin, steal the show

[Verse 2: LEAD ROCK VOCALIST ONLY. Hard rhythmic fully sung post grunge, weathered grit. No rap.]

They call it order, call it law
Just a circus with a bigger jaw
Feeding on the fear they made
Selling salvation, never paid

They shake your hand while they pick your pocket
See a little profit and they're quick to lock it
Tell you there's a crisis, tell you who to blame
Funny how the winners always stay the same

[Guest Rap 2: FEATURED RAPPER ONLY. Explosive technical double time, crisp staccato diction, intricate rhymes. Lead silent.]

Got a politician preaching about responsibility
While he's trading every favor for a little more ability
To manipulate the narrative and dominate the conversation
Turn a simple disagreement into national frustration

Got the bankers counting bonuses, the lobbyists collecting
Every dirty little bargain that the cameras keep neglecting
They can dress it up in language that nobody understands
But the money keeps on moving through the same familiar hands

And the people keep on working, keep on paying for the mess
While the ones who made the problems give another press address
They can call it an improvement, they can say it's all okay
But the circus keeps on running and the bill is ours to pay

[Pre-Chorus: LEAD ROCK VOCALIST ONLY. Aggressive fully sung chest voice, rising intensity.]

Can you hear the sirens singing?
This ain't no rehearsal, bells are ringing

[Chorus: LEAD ROCK VOCALIST ONLY. Huge fully sung post grunge arena chorus, crushing Drop A riffs.]

[Instrumental: Crushing Drop A riffs, sinister banjo, pounding rock drums. No vocals.]

[Bridge: LEAD ROCK VOCALIST ONLY. Fully sung gritty chest voice, building aggression and power. Never rap.]

No encore, no curtain call
Just the ashes after they take it all
You built your empire on our bones
Now watch the tent collapse alone!

You thought the crowd would never see
The hands behind the machinery
But every throne can hit the ground
When all the walls come crashing down

[Climax: LEAD ROCK VOCALIST ONLY. One ferocious raw raspy rock scream. Full band impact.]

THE WHOLE DAMN CIRCUS IS COMING DOWN!

[Guitar Solo: Filthy blues rock lead guitar over crushing riffs, heavy drums.]

[Final Chorus: LEAD ROCK VOCALIST ONLY. Explosive fully sung arena chorus, powerful cracked higher belts.]

[Outro: LEAD ROCK VOCALIST ONLY. Low gritty sung delivery, instruments fade.]

Step right up...

It's the end of the show

[End]

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[Intro: Sinister distorted banjo, filthy blues guitar, industrial impacts, heavy Drop A riff. Instrumental.] [Verse 1: LEAD ROCK VOCALIST ONLY. Fully sung gritty midrange post grunge chest voice, hard rhythmic phrasing. No rap.] Step right up, watch the world burn down Kings in suits wearing a jester's crown They sold the sky, they sold the sea Now they're laughing on the balcony Look at them waving from their golden chairs Making promises they never planned to share They tell us everything is under control While they're digging another hole [Guest Rap 1: FEATURED RAPPER ONLY. Razor sharp diction, intricate internal rhymes, aggressive double time flow. Lead silent.] Every promise just a magic trick Every headline makes the people sick They point the finger, light the fuse Then they vanish while the whole world loses Got a thousand explanations for a million complications Selling panic to the public while they're taking their vacations Every scandal gets a headline, every headline gets a spin By the time we know the truth, they've already cashed it in They can manufacture outrage, make the guilty disappear Put another smiling face on everything we ought to fear Keep the cameras on the chaos, keep the questions off the stage While the people pay the price for another act of rage [Pre-Chorus: LEAD ROCK VOCALIST ONLY. Fully sung aggressive chest voice. Heavy guitars rise.] Can you hear the sirens singing? This ain't no rehearsal, bells are ringing [Chorus: LEAD ROCK VOCALIST ONLY. Massive fully sung arena hard rock, sustained raspy belts, crushing guitars and pounding drums.] Welcome to the ending, take your seat Watch the puppet masters cheat and eat While the world goes up in flames tonight They're still smiling under the spotlight Welcome to the ending, one last show Ringmasters of ruin, steal the show [Verse 2: LEAD ROCK VOCALIST ONLY. Hard rhythmic fully sung post grunge, weathered grit. No rap.] They call it order, call it law Just a circus with a bigger jaw Feeding on the fear they made Selling salvation, never paid They shake your hand while they pick your pocket See a little profit and they're quick to lock it Tell you there's a crisis, tell you who to blame Funny how the winners always stay the same [Guest Rap 2: FEATURED RAPPER ONLY. Explosive technical double time, crisp staccato diction, intricate rhymes. Lead silent.] Got a politician preaching about responsibility While he's trading every favor for a little more ability To manipulate the narrative and dominate the conversation Turn a simple disagreement into national frustration Got the bankers counting bonuses, the lobbyists collecting Every dirty little bargain that the cameras keep neglecting They can dress it up in language that nobody understands But the money keeps on moving through the same familiar hands And the people keep on working, keep on paying for the mess While the ones who made the problems give another press address They can call it an improvement, they can say it's all okay But the circus keeps on running and the bill is ours to pay [Pre-Chorus: LEAD ROCK VOCALIST ONLY. Aggressive fully sung chest voice, rising intensity.] Can you hear the sirens singing? This ain't no rehearsal, bells are ringing [Chorus: LEAD ROCK VOCALIST ONLY. Huge fully sung post grunge arena chorus, crushing Drop A riffs.] Welcome to the ending, take your seat Watch the puppet masters cheat and eat While the world goes up in flames tonight They're still smiling under the spotlight Welcome to the ending, one last show Ringmasters of ruin, steal the show [Instrumental: Crushing Drop A riffs, sinister banjo, pounding rock drums. No vocals.] [Bridge: LEAD ROCK VOCALIST ONLY. Fully sung gritty chest voice, building aggression and power. Never rap.] No encore, no curtain call Just the ashes after they take it all You built your empire on our bones Now watch the tent collapse alone! You thought the crowd would never see The hands behind the machinery But every throne can hit the ground When all the walls come crashing down [Climax: LEAD ROCK VOCALIST ONLY. One ferocious raw raspy rock scream. Full band impact.] THE WHOLE DAMN CIRCUS IS COMING DOWN! [Guitar Solo: Filthy blues rock lead guitar over crushing riffs, heavy drums.] [Final Chorus: LEAD ROCK VOCALIST ONLY. Explosive fully sung arena chorus, powerful cracked higher belts.] Welcome to the ending, take your seat Watch the puppet masters cheat and eat While the world goes up in flames tonight They're still smiling under the spotlight Welcome to the ending, one last show Ringmasters of ruin, steal the show [Outro: LEAD ROCK VOCALIST ONLY. Low gritty sung delivery, instruments fade.] Step right up... It's the end of the show [End]

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