Dark, melodic, and stubbornly alive.
This one hits the emotional core of the album:
being mentally shattered but still pushing forward, step by step, breath by breath.
Hope, but scarred and limping.

Lyrics:

[Intro]

Don’t tell me to calm down.
You don’t know what it feels like in here.
Inside my head’s a riot—
and I’m the only one hearin’ the screams.

[Verse 1]

Fucking broken, you hear me?
Drownin’ in my mind every sunrise.
Tell myself it’s gonna get better,
but every damn day’s a rerun of the lies.

Hold it in, hold it in,
’cause I’m the “strong one," right?
But nobody sees the damage
that keeps me up at night.

They see the smile,
but never the shaking hands.
They see “calm,”
but they don’t see the sinking sand.

I’m fightin’ wars in silence
with a heart that’s running dry—
bleedin’ in the dark,
but still showin’ up alive.

[Pre-Chorus]

I gave every piece of me
to people who never cared.
Now I walk around in armor
’cause trust ain’t something I spare.

[Chorus]

I’m broken but still movin’,
Breathin’ through the fire.
Numb but still proviin’
I’m more than my own pyre.
Yeah, broken but still movin’,
Standin’ through the pain—
I don’t get up ’cause I’m strong,
I get up ’cause there’s no one else to take my place.

[Verse 2]

I’m not cold, I’m just numb—
heart learned how to shut down clean.
Caring cuts you quicker
than any blade I’ve ever seen.

People ask why I’m distant,
why I walk alone at night—
’cause I learned the ones I bled for
wouldn’t bleed for me on sight.

They clap for the version
that never shows the ache,
but the minute I get honest,
they vanish like smoke in my wake.

So I stitch myself together,
even when the thread runs thin—
smile like I’m unshaken
so they never see what’s caving in.

[Pre-Chorus]

Yeah, I scream in silence
’cause the world ain’t listenin’—
but I swear one day these cracks
are gonna turn into something risen.

[Chorus]

I’m broken but still movin’,
Breathin’ through the fire.
Numb but still proviin’
I’m more than my own pyre.
Yeah, broken but still movin’,
Standin’ through the pain—
I don’t get up ’cause I’m strong,
I get up ’cause it’s all I’ve ever known again.


You don’t know the weight I drag.
You don’t know the nights I fight.

But I’m still here—
and that’s the part you never see.

[FULL SCREAM]
“I’M FUCKING BROKEN—BUT I’M STILL RISING!”
“I’M SCREAMING QUIETLY, BUT I’M STILL SURVIVING!”
“SEE MY SMILE? THAT’S A MASK OF WAR!”
“I’M NOT DEAD—
I’M JUST CRAWLING THROUGH THE CORE!”

[Final Chorus]

I’m broken but still movin’,
Breathin’ through the fire.
Still here, still provin’
I’m more than all this tire.
Yeah, broken but still movin’,
Standin’ through the strain—
I don’t rise up ’cause I’m fearless—
I rise up ’cause I’m still here,
still here despite the pain.

[Outro]

Don’t call it strength.
Call it survival.
Call it breath.
Call it stubborn.
Call it what you want—
I’m still here.

Broken But Still Moving

A 26-track odyssey through sin, collapse, rebirth, empire, and war.

After a month-long hiatus, AxAxC returns with the most ambitious project in our history — a violent, emotional, and mythic exploration of the human condition.
This album is built on deathcore, nu-metal, liturgy-core, and Christian rock, fused with orchestral suites, Norse epics, spoken-word interludes, and cinematic war narration.

This is an album about burning down the version of yourself that’s killing you.
It opens in the trenches of addiction and internal collapse (“By Sin and Self-Destruction,” “My Demons,” “On My Own”), descends into despair and self-destruction (“I Tried to Be Free,” “Lose It All Again”), and hits its emotional breaking point in the ritualistic centerpiece Self-Immolation Ceremony.

From there, the album rises into myth — with Norse war-cries, celestial hauntings, phoenix-like rebirth, and dirges for doubt and fear.
Then, suddenly, the horizon shifts.
The personal becomes political.
And the final arc transforms into a historical epic — a prelude to AxAxC’s upcoming projects:
The Path of War and Democracy.

“The Rise of Evil” retells the beginning of WW2 as a warning.
“Support • Defend • Democracy” declares the album’s stance.
“Dulce et Decorum” channels war poetry into a modern metal requiem.

The final track, “Lento Bliss,” returns the listener to fragile humanity —
a reminder that after war, both inner and outer…
we still have to live.

This album is a journey.
A confession.
A requiem.
A resurrection.

This is Abolition with Self-Immolation.
Burn the old self.
Rise from the ash.

© AxAxCStudios™ — All rights reserved.
DISTORT • DISTRUST • DESTROY.

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