Manifestation of Human Suffering

Perish in Selfishness

Ashes Lie Still

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Misery

An Edifice of Archbeastial Impurity

Flickers Of My Past

This song captures the journey from inner turmoil to empowerment, beginning with raw pain, emotional battles, and the weight of broken memories. As the struggle intensifies, the narrator transforms that suffering into strength, rising with renewed fire and defiance. What starts as a story of being lost in shadows becomes an anthem of resilience, where the wounded spirit evolves into a powerful force reclaiming its light.


Remains Of Us - Flickers Of My Past

[Intro]
Can the world just fucking stop?
Every voice, every thought, every tick of the clock
I’m drowning in the static of a million fake smiles
Every step I take feels like walking through denial
Their whispers rot my mind
Their eyes peel open lies
I’m hanging by a nerve that’s ready to snap in time

[Verse 1]
Every word you speak is a needle in my brain
Drip-drop poison in my veins
I smile but my jaw is split
Clenched so hard my teeth admit
Your opinions crawl like flies on meat
Sticking to my sanity, biting deep
I don’t want your “advice” or prayers
I don’t want your fake-ass stares
I’m overloaded, overstimmed
Every fucking nerve is skinned
If silence had a sound, I’d scream it loud
Drown the crowd, erase the crowd

[Pre-Chorus]
Why so loud?
Why so fake?
Why this world?
Why this ache?
I never asked to be in this mess
So let me rot in my own darkness

[Chorus]
CAN THE WORLD FUCK OFF
I’M TIRED OF PLAYING NICE
CARVE YOUR NOISE OUT OF MY MIND
WITH A BLADE MADE OF ICE
CAN THE WORLD FUCK OFF
EVERY FACE, EVERY WALL
LET ME SHATTER IN THE QUIET
OR DON’T FUCKING CALL

[Verse 2]
Your laughter echoes like broken glass
Cutting through my haunted past
Every handshake feels like a trap
Another lie inside a gap
I’m choking on your empty trends
Your fake love, your fake friends
Bite my tongue until it bleeds
Just to block your fucking needs
My room is a cage, my head’s a war
Thoughts leak out onto the floor
Scrape them up, smear them wide
Paint the truth you try to hide

[Build]
Pulse gone manic
Mind gone black
Holding on to what I lack
No more filters, no more mask
Now I’m done… now I ask,

[Chorus]
CAN THE WORLD FUCK OFF
LET ME BURN MY NAME
IN THE ASH OF EVERYTHING
YOU PRETEND IS “NORMAL” FLAME
CAN THE WORLD FUCK OFF
LET ME BREATHE IN DECAY
BETTER ROT IN HONEST DARK
THAN SMILE ANOTHER DAY

[Bridge]
I’m not your product
I’m not your trend
I’m not your follower
I’m not your friend
You drain, you prod, you feed
On every broken need
So take your world and choke on it
I’d rather die than fit in it

[Breakdown]
TURN IT OFF
SHUT IT DOWN
BURN THE NOISE
ERASE THE SOUND
Skull full of static
Heart full of doubt
If silence is death
Then take me the fuck out

[Final Chorus]
CAN THE WORLD FUCK OFF
JUST ONCE FOR ME
A MOMENT WITHOUT
INSANITY
CAN THE WORLD FUCK OFF
LET ME DISAPPEAR
SCREAM MY NAME INTO THE VOID
AND LET IT DIE RIGHT HERE

[Outro]
No voices
No faces
No expectations
Just decay and peace…
At last… I breathe

Can the World Fuck Off

EAL WITH THE DEVIL (2025)

AXAXC – DEAL WITH THE DEVIL
6 tracks · 26:20 · 2025

You didn’t sign a contract.
You just looked in the mirror… and said yes.

This isn’t a redemption arc.
This isn’t a heroic tragedy.
This is AXAXC descending into the most violent, intimate, self-inflicted darkness we’ve ever written.

The devil isn’t a monster.
The devil is the moment you finally stop lying about who you are.

TRACKLIST

Deal With The Devil — the confession, the handshake, the acceptance.

Violent Sicko (feat. Succubix In White) — when desire becomes punishment.

Neurotic Necrotic Wh*re — self-hate dressed as seduction.

Eternal Parasite (feat. Succubix In White) — the part of you that feeds on your ruin.

Fk Me Eternal (feat. Succubix In White)** — devotion through destruction.

Cannibal — the final truth: you’ve been eating yourself alive.

🖤 ALBUM STATEMENT

There is no hope here.
No absolution.
No light waiting at the end.

This record is a psychological spiral — a conversation with the worst parts of yourself, set to distorted guitars, ritual drums, and voices that sound like they crawled out of your chest.

Every scream is an admission.
Every whisper is a bargain.
Every chorus is a confession you were too afraid to make out loud.

No gods.
No heroes.
Just you… and the devil wearing your face.

Tell us your favourite lyric.
Tell us which track broke you.
Tell us what part of the devil you recognised.

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