Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] White-knuckle on the steering wheel Praying to a sky that will not speak Late bills on the kitchen table And my faith wearing thin each week [Pre-Chorus] Every scar Keeps a score Keeps a story Every fall Leaves me face down in the dirt [Chorus] But I will rise from the ashes in the flood Hands still shaking Heart still covered in mud If I’ve got breath Then I’ve still got blood I will rise I will rise from the ashes in the flood [Verse 2] Cross hung from the rearview mirror Swinging when the road turns rough Some days I believe the promise Some days I just call the bluff [Pre-Chorus] Every doubt Is a weight on my shoulders Every tear Is a prayer you never heard [Chorus] But I will rise from the ashes in the flood Hands still shaking Heart still covered in mud If I’ve got breath Then I’ve still got blood I will rise I will rise from the ashes in the flood [Bridge] If I break Break me open Let the light Pour through the wound If I’m lost You’re the question That drags me Back into the truth (oh) [Chorus] So I will rise from the ashes in the flood Hands still shaking Heart still covered in mud If I’ve got breath Then I’ve still got blood I will rise I will rise from the ashes in the flood (I will rise) I will rise from the ashes in the flood
Tags
rock, Brooding post-grunge arena rock; low, tense intro that swells into a huge, anthemic chorus. Heavy layered guitars, palm-muted verses exploding into open chords, driving bass, and hard-hitting drums with big tom fills. Male vocals, rough around the edges but soaring on the hooks, with gang-style backing vocals on the final chorus and a lifted bridge where the band drops to half-time before the last hit., soaring, dramatic, post-grunge
Duration
3:12
Instrumental
No
Created
3/10/2026