[silence]
From Ashes Rise Lyrics


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No rest from the labor at the whip's end, when portraits of toil invade.
No rest from the stinging of the needles, when we covet their highs.

We can't run from the swarm when we live in the hive,
and the game is soon lost when we pray to the skies.
We can't run from the storm under black clouded skies.
We can't run from the swarm when live in the hive.
Are we deaf to the silence, or the roar of the machines,




or the hammering of the gavels, or the thunder of the crowds,
or the voices in our heads, or are we deaf from the silence?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of From Ashes Rise's song "[silence]" speak to the relentless struggle and oppression experienced by individuals in society. The opening lines, "No rest from the labor at the whip's end, when portraits of toil invade" depict a constant state of work and exhaustion, where the pressures of societal expectations and obligations invade every aspect of life. The mention of the "whip's end" suggests a sense of being controlled or enslaved by forces beyond one's control.


The following lines, "No rest from the stinging of the needles, when we covet their highs" allude to the desire for escapism and temporary relief from the hardships endured. The "needles" can symbolize addiction or any form of self-destructive behavior used as a means to numb the pain or seek solace.


The chorus emphasizes the inability to escape the challenges one faces. Living in a society, represented by the metaphorical hive, leaves no room for running away from the collective problems and struggles. The line "the game is soon lost when we pray to the skies" suggests that relying solely on hope or external forces for change may be futile. The storm, symbolizing hardships and adversity, cannot be avoided under the dark clouded skies. The repetition of "We can't run from the swarm when we live in the hive" reinforces the helplessness and entrapment felt within the confines of society.


The closing lines pose a question, questioning whether individuals are deaf to the silence amidst the noise and chaos of the world. It challenges the listeners to reflect on whether they have become numb to the silence, or if the noise and distractions have drowned out their ability to perceive and respond to the issues and injustices surrounding them.


Overall, "[silence]" is a powerful and thought-provoking song that captures the struggles, frustrations, and limited agency experienced by individuals within a societal structure.


Line by Line Meaning

No rest from the labor at the whip's end, when portraits of toil invade.
There is no respite from the relentless work and suffering, as reminders of our struggles surround us.


No rest from the stinging of the needles, when we covet their highs.
Even though the needles that cause pain and addiction, we cannot resist their tempting highs.


We can't run from the swarm when we live in the hive,
Escaping the pressures and expectations of society becomes impossible when we are fully immersed in it.


and the game is soon lost when we pray to the skies.
Placing blind faith in external forces or divine intervention only leads to the inevitable failure of our endeavors.


We can't run from the storm under black clouded skies.
We cannot escape the turmoil and adversity of life, especially when it looms over us like dark clouds.


We can't run from the swarm when live in the hive.
Reiterating the idea that it is impossible to evade the pressures and expectations of society when we are deeply embedded in it.


Are we deaf to the silence, or the roar of the machines,
Are we oblivious to the calming silence and introspection, or overwhelmed by the relentless noise and chaos of modern life?


or the hammering of the gavels, or the thunder of the crowds,
Do we ignore the oppressive authority and judgment imposed by the legal system or the overpowering influence and opinions of the masses?


or the voices in our heads, or are we deaf from the silence?
Do we drown out our own inner voices and thoughts, or have we become so disconnected from silence that we are no longer receptive to it?




Lyrics Β© O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Ryan Teetzen, John Wilkerson, Dave Atchison, Brad Boatright

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