Thunder of Rebellion

[Intro] Beneath the static, the world holds its breath, A spark in the dark, defying death. The stage is alive, the fuses are lit, This is our time—let’s ignite this shit! [Verse 1] Born in the dust of a broken chain, We rise from ashes, no gods to obey. Grit in our teeth, fire in our veins, Power chords scream through the hurricane. No chains can hold, no cage can bind, We carve our truth in the scars we find. [Chorus] Unleash the thunder, let the rebels sing, A million voices shake the sky like kings. We’ll burn the night with a lightning strike, This is our anthem—the roar of the f***t! Raise your fists, let the heavens ignite, We’re the storm, we’re the sound of the night! [Verse 2] Boots on the stage, hearts beating wild, The rhythm cracks like a tempest’s child. Sparks from the strings, a battle cry, The solo soars where the eagles fly. No turning back, we’re the renegade breed, Fueled by the sound, we’re the ones who bleed. [Chorus] Unleash the thunder, let the rebels sing, A million voices shake the sky like kings. We’ll burn the night with a lightning strike, This is our anthem—the roar of the f***t! Raise your fists, let the heavens ignite, We’re the storm, we’re the sound of the night! [Bridge] Break the silence, tear down the walls, Every heartbeat answers the call. No crown of gold, just sweat and steel, The riff is law, and the law is real. We’re the outcasts, the ones who dare, Lighting fires in the midnight air. [Solo] Musical Direction: Launch into a blistering 16-bar solo in E minor pentatonic, starting with slow, soulful bends (E-G-B) before accelerating into rapid-fire hammer-ons and pull-offs. Peak with a soaring, sustained high note (B at the 12th fret). The rhythm section locks into a tight E5-G5-A5 progression, with crashing cymbals and a pulsing bassline. End with a dive-b**b whammy for drama. Description (for AI conversion): The guitar wails like a banshee, notes bending and screaming through the storm. It climbs to dizzying heights, then dives into a frenetic run, shredding with reckless abandon. The drums pound like w*r hammers, the bass growls like thunder, and the crowd erupts as the solo burns the sky like a supernova. [Chorus (Final)] Unleash the thunder, let the rebels sing, A million voices shake the sky like kings. We’ll burn the night with a lightning strike, This is our anthem—the roar of the f***t! Raise your fists, let the heavens ignite, We’re the storm, we’re the sound of the night! [Outro] The fire still burns, the echoes remain, Our rebel hearts will never be tamed. One final chord, let it scream through the haze, We’ll rock this world ‘til the end of our days.