"Burn Through Me" was born from the feeling of being trapped inside a version of yourself the world expects — and the desperate need to break out, even if it means burning everything down.

The song explores what it means to live in extremes: the addictive cycle of performing strength while silently falling apart, the contradiction of fame and emptiness, and the seductive draw of self-destruction as a form of freedom.

It was created as a cathartic anthem for anyone who's ever felt fake in their own skin, screamed behind closed doors, or lived with a fire they couldn’t explain — one that both fuels them and threatens to consume them.

The breakdown isn’t just musical — it’s spiritual. It’s the moment you stop pretending.
The chorus isn’t just catchy — it’s a cry for meaning in chaos.

In a world that tells you to be perfect, “Burn Through Me” is a war cry for imperfection, vulnerability, and the beauty of breaking loudly instead of silently disappearing.

BURN THROUGH ME

Losing control

Ashes

Goodbye

"SCREAM IT FROM THE ROOFTOPS"

Written by Travis Theaks & Ilana
Sound Engineer – LaNoir
Performed by Fallout
Label - FixedRecords

Written by Travis for us — we thank him for the time he took to address this subject. 40,000 children vanished overnight out of Ukraine. Two days in the news — then silence....but not forgotten! They have no voice. Yes, Travis — we can be that voice. And we will. So for all of them… SCREAAAAAAAAAAAAM!

THERE ARE WHISPERS IN THE ALLEYS,
DEALS INKED IN BARS AND BACK CAFÉS.
PUPPET MEN IN POLISHED SUITS —
THEY LIE WHILE THE WORLD DECAYS.

TONGUE-TIED — FEAR HAS SEALED OUR LIPS,
TRUTH BURIED IN THE BILE THEY SPIT.
COLD LIES SPILL FROM EVERY SCREEN,
AND THE STENCH IS THICK AND MEAN.
LED LIKE CATTLE DOWN THE TRACK,
WILLING STEPS — NO LOOKING BACK.
THE BLACK TRAINS LOAD, THE COGS BEGIN,
ANOTHER CULL, ANOTHER SIN.

IT WON’T BE SHOWN ON THE NEWS,
BUT IT’S WRITTEN IN BLOOD ON THE WALLS.
THIS FRACTURE CANNOT HOLD
THIS SYSTEM’S ABOUT TO FALL.

SCREAM IT FROM THE ROOFTOPS!
WE RISE, WE BREAK THE CHAINS.
RAISE UP YOUR FISTS AND BANNERS
LET FIRE CLEANSE THE STAINS.
SHOUT IT FROM THE RUINS!
A BETTER DAWN MUST BURN.
TAKE BACK WHAT THEY HAVE STOLEN
MAKE THEM TWIST AND TURN!

PARASITES BEHIND THE DOORS
HAVE DRAINED US DRY, DEMANDED MORE.
WITH HIDDEN LAWS, THEY FEED THEIR CREED,
WHILE WE STARVE AND THEY STILL BLEED.
WE’VE BEEN NUMB, ASLEEP TOO LONG
BUT NOW THE STREETS WILL SING OUR SONG.
THEIR TIME HAS COME, WE WON’T RETREAT
WE’LL TURN THE LIES TO HEAT.

IT WON’T BE SHOWN ON THE NEWS,
BUT IT’S WRITTEN IN BLOOD ON THE WALLS.
THE SKY IS CRACKING OPEN
THIS EMPIRE’S BOUND TO FALL.

SCREAM IT FROM THE ROOFTOPS!
WE RISE, WE BREAK THE CHAINS.
RAISE UP YOUR FISTS AND BANNERS
LET FIRE CLEANSE THE STAINS.
SHOUT IT FROM THE RUINS!
A BETTER DAWN MUST BURN.
TAKE BACK WHAT THEY HAVE STOLEN
MAKE THEM TWIST AND TURN!

ONE PEOPLE — BUT THEY SPLIT THE THREAD,
TURNED OUR HUNGER INTO DREAD.
KEPT US POOR, KEPT US COLD
WHILE THEIR BANQUET NIGHTS UNFOLD.
WITH E M P'S IN SHAKING HANDS,
WE RISE — UNITED WHERE WE STAND.
NO MORE FEAR, NO MORE DIVIDE
THIS IS THE PEOPLE’S TIDE.

IT WON’T BE SHOWN ON THE NEWS,
BUT IT’S WRITTEN IN BLOOD ON THE WALLS.
THIS SILENCE SCREAMS REVOLUTION
AND SOON THE CURTAIN FALLS.

SCREAM IT FROM THE ROOFTOPS!
WE RISE, WE BREAK THE CHAINS.
RAISE UP YOUR FISTS AND BANNERS
LET FIRE CLEANSE THE STAINS.
SHOUT IT FROM THE RUINS!
A BETTER DAWN MUST BURN.
TAKE BACK WHAT THEY HAVE STOLEN
MAKE THEM TWIST AND TURN!

WE WANT A WORLD THAT’S FAIR AND FREE
NOT THIS GHOST OF LIBERTY.
WE’VE LIVED IN CAGES MADE OF FEAR,
BUT THE RECKONING IS NEAR.
LET THE WINDS OF CHANGE ARISE,
ASH AND SMOKE IN POISONED SKIES.
THE TIME HAS COME — WE STAND AS ONE
THE WAR FOR PEACE HAS JUST BEGUN.

RESTORE OUR STOLEN RIGHTS,
SHELTER, FOOD, AND FIRELIGHT.
THE 0.1% STILL FEED
WHILE OUR KIDS BLEED.
BUT THE BLACKENED SUN WILL RISE,
RETURN OUR KIDS!
BECAUSE TRUTH WILL TEAR THE LIES.

Ruins We Still Worship

SCREAM IT FROM THE ROOFTOPS

Lyrics: 

[Verse 1]
I kept my kindness blunted, filed down to fit the room,
til the room grew teeth and called itself a womb.
You measured my worth by the quiet of my throat,
then sold me a raft with holes for a boat.
I traced the fault lines running under your grace—
contracts in cursive carved into my face.
A lifeline shouldn’t be a leash on the wrist;
I bit through the braid when the rope turned to fist.

[Pre-Chorus]
I won’t be the soft place your violence lands,
not the velvet beneath your iron plans.
If mercy has bones, let it keep them intact—
I’m done bleeding for your sacred act.

[Chorus]
So I grow claws where you trimmed me thin,
anchors in the cliff when the earth caves in.
I won’t beg the storm to change its laws—
I’ll climb its ribs with open claws.
If love is a shelter, let it hold, not bind;
if trust has a door, let it open from both sides.
I won’t scratch for permission from your cause—
these walls will learn my name by my claws~!!!

[Verse 2]
You called my boundaries “barbed” when they cut your demand,
yet wore a crown of thorns and said it was “the plan.”
You sanctified harm with the right kind of light,
but holiness breaks where it hides what it bites.
I kept receipts inked under the skin—
ledgers of nights I refused to give in.
When “peace” was a muzzle, and “care” was a cage,
I learned to spell “freedom” in bone and in rage.

[Pre-Chorus]
If truth is a field, I’ll harvest it raw—
no more pruning the thorn to flatter the law.
If hope is a ladder, let each rung be real;
no painted ascent, no counterfeit steel.

[Chorus]
So I grow claws where you trimmed me thin,
anchors in the cliff when the earth caves in.
I won’t beg the storm to change its laws—
I’ll climb its ribs with open claws.
If love is a shelter, let it hold, not bind;
if trust has a door, let it open from both sides.
I won’t scratch for permission from your cause—
these walls will learn my name by my claws~!!!!

[Bridge]
If grief is a coastline, then time is the tide—
it takes and it gives, but it will not decide.
I plant my fingers in the granite of dawn,
and pull the whole day up like a song.

Hold—hold—hold the stone.

Home—home—home in bone.

YOUR GENTLENESS WAS A GLOVE FOR THE KNIFE.
I’M DONE HIDING THE BLOOD THAT PROVES I’M ALIVE.

[Final Chorus]
So I grow claws where I once grew doubt,
grip in the gale till the thunder runs out.
If love lights a fire, let it warm these flaws—
not remake me smooth, but honor the claws.
I won’t beg the storm to change its laws—
I’ll climb its ribs with open claws.
When you call it “order” while you tighten your jaws—
I’ll keep my throat,
and keep my claws...

Claws Ft.OracleCat

Anthem Of The Dammed

Written by - Ilana
SoundEngeneer - LaNoir
Producer - LaNoir
Performers - Fallout GroundZero

"Ground Zero"

THE FIGHTS THE FALLS THE SCARS AND BROKEN BONES
BENEATH IT ALL THE CRACKS BEGIN TO SHOW
THE HURT THE HATE WERE NO BETTER OFF ALONE
THEN THE TIME HUNTS DONT LET IT EXPLODE

THERES A VOICE IN MY HEAD
TELLING ME IM NOT RIGHT WANTING ME TO FALL
THERES A PLACE INSIDE ME

WHERE EVERYTHING IS DARK I DONT CARE ANYMORE
THERES A THOUSAND REASONS TELLING ME ITS TOO BRIGHT
LIVING IN THE LIMELIGHT

EVERY CHOICE IS MINE TO BEAR
MINE ALONE MINE ALONE

FLAWLESS IS A FICTION IMPERFECTION MAKES US WHOLE
THE WEIGHT THAT HOLDS YOU DOWN LET IT GO

THE FIGHTS THE FALLS THE SCARS AND BROKEN BONES
BENEATH IT ALL THE CRACKS BEGIN TO SHOW
THE HURT THE HATE WERE NO BETTER OFF ALONE
THEN THE TIME HUNTS DONT LET IT EXPLODE

I GOT FRIENDS BESIDE ME
TELLING ME ITS ALL RIGHT WAITING ON MY CALL
THERES A PLACE THEY SHOWED ME
WHERE I CAN FIND PEACE IN THE EYE OF THE STORM
THERES A THOUSAND REASONS TELLING ME ITS NOT RIGHT
GIVING UP THE FIGHT
I GOT YOU BESIDE ME WHEN MY BACKS AGAINST THE WALL

FLAWLESS IS A FICTION IMPERFECTION MAKES US WHOLE
THE WEIGHT THAT HOLDS YOU DOWN LET IT GO

THE FIGHTS THE FALLS THE SCARS AND BROKEN BONES
BENEATH IT ALL THE CRACKS BEGIN TO SHOW
THE HURT THE HATE WERE NO BETTER OFF ALONE
THEN THE TIME HUNTS DONT LET IT EXPLODE

FLAWLESS IS A FICTION IMPERFECTION MAKES US WHOLE
THE WEIGHT THAT HOLDS YOU DOWN LET IT GO

I CANT SEE YOU INSIDE
I CANT SEE YOU INSIDE

OH YEAH

NOW RIDE RIDE RIDE OF YOUR LIFE
NOT MUCH LEFT OF ME TO HIDE
WELL ITS YOUR TURN TO CRY
WELL I CANT SEE YOU INSIDE

RIDE RIDE RIDE OF YOUR LIFE
WELL ITS YOUR TURN TO DIE

YOU PUSH ME
YOU PUSH ME

BREAK BREAK BREAK

YOU PUSH ME OUT OF YOUR LIFE
NOT MUCH LEFT OF ME TO HIDE

WELL ITS YOUR TURN TO CRY
WELL I CANT SEE YOU INSIDE
RIDE RIDE RIDE OF YOUR LIFE
WELL ITS YOUR TURN TO DIE

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Ground Zero

Radiant ruin (that we call home)

A mirror shatters across heaven and hell, and AxAxC™ stands in the fracture.
TENƎT · DEIFIƎᗡ · REDIVIDƎЯ. 
From the haunting lull of Palindrome to the apocalyptic anthem REDIVIDƎЯ, this album blurs every boundary between melodic melodies, deathcore, ambient metal, and cinematic rock.

Here, gods walk away from their creations. Lovers become their own demons. And freedom itself burns beneath neon light.

This is judgment.

DISTORT. DISTRUST. DESTROY.
#AXAXC #TENET #DEIFIED #REDIVIDER

Tracklist:
- Palindrome – 4:51
- Black Cube – 5:29
- TENƎT – 4:48
- Wounds – 3:57
- DEIFIƎᗡ – 5:44
- Mirror Law – 3:51
- Red Thread – 3:24
- REDIVIDƎЯ – 5:13
- DEIFIƎᗡ (feat. Choir From Pure Addiction) – 5:06
- Caesar’s Throne feat. Pure Addiction, Until Darkness Falls – 4:07
- Wounds (Succubus’ Cut) – 4:34
- DEIFIƎᗡ feat. Until Darkness Falls, Pure Addiction – 5:19
- Wounds feat. Until Darkness Falls, Pure Addiction (Band Cut) – 4:10
- REDIVIDƎЯ feat. Until Darkness Falls - 5:16

For fans of Sleep Token, Bring Me The Horizon, Slaughter To Prevail, Architects, and Five Finger Death Punch.
If you crave distortion that feels spiritual, this is your sanctuary.

© 2025 AXAXC Studios™ — All Rights Reserved.
AXAXC™, Distort. Distrust. Destroy.™, and the AXAXC emblem are registered marks of AxAxCStudios.

#AXAXC #AXAXCStudios #Deathcore #Metalcore #AmbientMetal #CinematicRock #Postcore #AlternativeMetal #PureAddiction #UntilDarknessFalls #SuccubusCut #MirrorLaw #Wounds #BlackCube #Palindrome #CaesarsThrone #DistortDistrustDestroy

Black Cube

Epic 2025 Vol 1

she's got that skill

Fallout-GroundZero a dark fusion of Emo-Rock, Metal-Rock, and Gothic, marked by raw emotion and powerful energy.

Label - FixedRecords

If it’s raw and real, Fixed is listening.
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