Blending heavy riffs with humor, the Pudding Dragons deliver unforgettable nu-metal experiences. Our music fuses intense energy and raw power with a playful, lighthearted vibe, creating a fun, engaging atmosphere. Whether headbanging to crushing sounds or laughing at irreverent lyrics, we welcome everyone to join the chaos. It’s heavy metal intensity meets carefree spirit, making every performance a wild, thrilling adventure where fans can let loose and enjoy the ride.

Karen kicked my dog!

3.am Tyrant

[Verse]
I wish the worst on you and all your friends
I do not need this goodbye kiss from you
I hope a killer kills a killer killer
You were a killer killer killer too

[Verse]
Saddled with Ohio entity attachments
Eloped and wed a codependent noose
Unraveling the threads of my consistency
My wings were clipped and I was grounded too

[Verse]
Oncoming train
I hear a voice
It sounds the same
"You have a choice"

[Verse]
Absolutely scorned beyond reproach
Destined to remain some loser stooge
Long-lasting neglected family agreements
I'd do most anything for you

[Verse]
An adolescent firm believer in dissonance
He who transits can not be disputed
Extrovert-related self-righteous ignorance
Baghdadi's footsteps walk of fame in ruins

[Bridge]
You will always be my closest confidant
Even tho you never recognized my flair
Son of the gun
Seed of the shunned
Still holds the trigger finger anyway

Killers of Society

Shame the shamers

My;
By AXAXC

A mirror cracked. A reflection distorted. A story told in fractured echoes.

"My;" is not just an album—it’s a descent into the self. A psychological labyrinth where identity is rewritten, where the same words carry different truths, where the whispers in the dark could be yours… or something else entirely.

This album is a collision of ethereal beauty and punishing weight. Gothic orchestration. Bone-crushing chugs. Whispered secrets. War hymns. Seductive lullabies. Furious confessions. Every track is a different version of the same pain—a dream that shifts into a nightmare, then back again.

NO ESCAPE. NO RESOLUTION. JUST REVELATION.

🩸 What Awaits You in My;?
🔥 An emotional rollercoaster—from eerie whispers to devastating breakdowns.
🔥 A fusion of cinematic deathcore, symphonic metal, and gothic industrial—no boundaries, only destruction.
🔥 A seamless blend of orchestration and violence—violins, war drums, bass chugs, and ethereal choirs guiding you through the abyss.
🔥 A sound that refuses to let you breathe—no moment of rest, no silence that isn’t haunted.

ACT I: REFLECTION
"Whispers"—A hymn sung in candlelight before the storm.
"Mirror Says"—You look into the abyss, and it looks back.
"My End"—The truth, unveiled in tragedy.

ACT II: WAR
"My Mark"—Pain turns into power.
"My Assassin"—The prey becomes the predator.
"My Secret"—The darkness calls, and you answer.

ACT III: FIRE & FRACTURE
"My Burn"—The storm has come.
"My Truth"—The resolution, the warcry, the final act.
"My Hurt"—The soul collapses in flames, never to be the same again.

This is AXAXC at its most relentless, most operatic, most destructive.

A mirror shatters—will you see what’s on the other side?

DISTORT. DISTRUST. DESTROY.
Let the nightmare begin.

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My; Truth

Curse of the Heel

Forge of the Storm

Trojan Ashes

EQUINØX ØFFICI∆L - CRØWN OF RUST - EPITAPH IX - EP - 2025  
(Special Edition)

YT Video - https://youtube.com/watch?v=SwlBYnPxyak

LYRICS
Intro

Verse 1
I tore my face off just to see,
If God would still remember me.
My lungs were full of static screams,
The world collapsed inside my dreams.
I bit the hand that built the sun,
And choked on light till I was numb.
My veins ignite — my bones confess,
The universe is meaningless.
Swallow the void,
Breathe in the knife,
We rot for truth,
We bleed for life.
**Burn —**
Your faith, your flesh, your trust.
**Wear —**
The crown of rust.
**Break —**
The stars, the bones, the dust.
**Fall —**
The crown of rust.

Verse 2
A screaming child beneath my ribs,
Feeds on the guilt I can’t forgive.
The mirror laughed — it called me “King,”
Of every dead and dying thing.
I carved my name into the flood,
A sermon written out in blood.
No angels left, no saints to blame,
Just fire whispering my name.

Pre-Chorus
Swallow the void,
Breathe in the knife,
We rot for truth,
We bleed for life.

Chorus
**Burn —**
Your faith, your flesh, your trust.
**Wear —**
The crown of rust.
**Break —**
The stars, the bones, the dust.
**Fall —**
The crown of rust.

Bridge
I am the echo in the scream,
The dead god’s final fever dream.
The mouth of hell, the mother’s womb,
The silence waiting in your tomb.
You prayed for light —
You got the knife.
You prayed for peace —
Welcome to life.
**Burn —**
Your faith, your flesh, your trust.
**Wear —**
The crown of rust.
**Die —**
As all things must.
**Welcome —**
To the crown of rust.

Track Summary
“Crown of Rust” is EQUINOX OFFICIAL’s most violent spiritual statement to date — a descent beyond despair into the raw, corroded core of human consciousness.

Where “My Dying Flower” Track (https://soundcloud.com/equinox-switzerland/my-dying-flower-special-edition) mourned decay, “Crown of Rust” embraces it — fusing existential nihilism, ritualistic imagery, and industrial aggression into a single, blistering revelation.

The song’s haunting opening line, “I tore my face off just to see if God would still remember me,” serves as the manifesto of the piece: the destruction of self as a final, desperate act of truth-seeking. Through searing verses and a chorus that commands, “Burn your faith, your flesh, your trust — wear the crown of rust,” EQUINOX crafts a liturgy of defiance against divine silence and human fragility alike.

In this world, enlightenment is not a gift — it is a wound. Every scream, every fracture of belief becomes sacred. The “Crown of Rust” symbolizes the corrosion of faith into freedom, the transmutation of pain into dominion, and the grotesque beauty of endurance when all meaning has rotted away.

Amid thunderous distortion and ritualistic cadence, the listener is pulled into a sonic void — one where no gods remain, only echoes of their dying dreams, whispering in rust and flame.
This is not redemption. This is revelation.
This is the sound of what’s left after God is gone.

Track Description:
Crown of Rust (Special Edition) is a catastrophic meditation on the collapse of faith and the ascension of decay. Recorded and mastered in total isolation, it captures EQUINOX OFFICIAL’s signature fusion of brutal lyricism and philosophical depth — a soundscape where despair becomes divine.

With unrelenting vocal ferocity and haunting industrial undertones, Crown of Rust dares the listener to look directly into the void and see themselves reflected there — rusted, broken, and absolutely alive.

BandCamp - https://equinox-official.bandcamp.com 
SoundCloud -   https://soundcloud.com/equinox-switzerland 

🤘Hugs to all, and thanks for the massive support guys. 🤘

EQUINØX ØFFICI∆L ARE:
Michael Vaughn - Vocals, Album concept, Lyrics
Ben Bearclaw - Drums
Vinnie Kerorg - Guitars 
Gerry Verstreken - Bass

OCT 10, 2025 · Mastered - EQUINØX ØFFICI∆L STUDIØS - AG - Switzerland - CHE-242.338.291 – Reg. Corp. © All Rights Reserved.

Crown of Rust

Singularity

Raging against wealth inequality. Opens with the statistic: The world is on track for 5 trillionaires within a decade while 733 million people lack sufficient calories globally. Verses detail the obscenity: Billionaire wealth grew $2 trillion in 2024 ($5.7 billion per day), Wall Street bonuses hit $47.5 billion, the top 10% own 67% of wealth while the bottom 50% own 2.5%. Oxfam GBWorld Socialist Web Site Meanwhile, 13.4% of children live in poverty, child poverty more than doubled after the expanded Child Tax Credit expired, Black children experience poverty at three times the rate of white children. Firstfocus
Heavy, aggressive rap verses with screamed chorus: "FIVE TRILLIONAIRES! While we can't pay rent! / FIVE TRILLIONAIRES! Our wages ain't been spent! / From the bottom to the top, there's a class war / And they're winning it while we're dying poor!" References the June 2024 Kenya protests where youth rose up against tax bills targeting the poorest; Bangladesh where 400+ students were killed protesting job quotas. Human Rights Watch Bridge lists the names: Bezos, Musk, Zuckerberg—and asks "What do we do with the enemies of humanity?" Leaves the question hanging ominously.

Five Trillionaires

Memory of a Melody and the first single off the album "Things That Make You Scream" titled "MASK"

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