Die Schlacht Bei Tannenberg

Grabenkampf

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Kanonenfieber - Der letzte Flug

Der Füsilier II - Kanonenfieber

die fastnacht der hölle - kanonenfieber

the yankee division march - kanonenfieber

stop the war - kanonenfieber

“I don’t need a devil’s blood to burn — this fury’s mine.”
“Trigger Justice” dives into the rage-forged soul of Lady, the demon hunter who chose bullets over blessings.
Forged in grief and betrayal, she doesn't wield magic — she pulls the trigger on pain, pride, and payback.
This is metal with grit, industrial with scars, and every beat hits like a round from her custom Kalina Ann.
She’s not half-devil. She’s just twice as human… and far more dangerous.

Trigger Justice

💿 AXAXC – Grateful

DISTORT. DISTRUST. DESTROY.

This album is warfare. A cinematic deathcore/nu-metal epic that rips from raw confession to cyberpunk prophecy, built on sludge-heavy chugs, melodic chaos, and truths you weren’t supposed to hear.

From the unflinching defiance of “Praise” and “MaZe”, through the cheeky venom of “Beloved Beast”, the core of this extended play burns brightest in the Losing Trilogy — Losing My Soul, Losing My Home, Losing My Code — a three-act battle for self, sanctuary, and identity in a world built to break you.

It doesn’t end there. “Mirror” and “The Mirror Lies” twist the blade deeper, while Requiem Aeternal editions reforge the heaviest moments into even darker shapes. It all collapses into the final transmission — “Wake Up, Neo.”. 

This your last chance to see the system for what it is. Wake Up. You have No Excuses.

This album is for the ones who’ve been misunderstood, marginalised, and underestimated.
It’s for the people who rage in private, who keep fighting even when no one’s watching.
If you’ve ever felt like the walls were closing in, this is your Album.

For fans of: #SleepToken, #BringMeTheHorizon, #LornaShore, #LinkinPark, #SlaughterToPrevail, #Architects.

Tracklist:

- Praise
- MaZe
- Tongues of Sin (Remastered)
- Beloved Beast
- Losing My Soul
- Losing My Home
- Losing My Code
- Mirror
- The Mirror Lies
- MaZe [Requiem Aeternal]
- Nail in the Coffin (Remastered x3)
- Losing My Soul [Requiem Aeternal]
- Losing My Home [Requiem Aeternal]
- Beloved Beast [Requiem Aeternal]
- Wake Up, Neo.

#Deathcore #NuMetal #Metalcore #AXAXC #LosingMySoul #CyberpunkMetal #Sludgecore #PostRockMetal #RequiemAeternal #HeavyMusic #Screamo #GothicMetal #IndustrialMetal #CinematicMetal #MetalBand #MetalVocals #AXAXCFamily

BELOVED BEAST [Requiem Aeternal]

Fog Over Whitechapel — This opening track launches a brutal ritual concept album that reimagines Jack the Ripper as an ancient horror stalking gaslit London. Industrial metal, gothic doom, and occult theatrics collide in a suffocating fog of myth and murder. Full album coming Halloween 2025.

Lyrically paints the poverty and desperation of 1888 Whitechapel while hinting at an unseen hunger stirring in the mist. A shadow moves with intent, though whether man or something darker is left uncertain.

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[Verse 1]
Hush — hush —
I walk where gaslight cracks the stone.
Fog drinks secrets from your bones.
My boots pound streets of rust and prayer,
My breath a curse, my grin a snare.

[Chorus 1]
In fog I wake — your pulse undone —
A myth reborn beneath the gun.
Gaslight hums my gutter vow —
I am the blade that carves you now.

[Verse 2]
Steel whispers steam in alley jaws —
(I cut, I carve — the god I draw)
Rust and silk beneath my thumb —
(I hush the street — the ritual drum)

Your breath is frost — your prayer is ash —
(I grin where lanterns flicker, crash)
Fog-bound throat — the oath you keep —
(A hymn of iron where secrets sleep)

[Chorus 2]
In fog I wake — the myth divine —
Your heartbeat hums inside my spine.
Lanterns drown where shadows bow —
I am the cut that feeds you now.

[Bridge]
Come closer — hush — your pulse, my hymn —
Gaslight swears the fog grows thin.
I break the street — I breathe you whole —
A throat of wire, a soul of coal.

[Breakdown]
Hounds in steam — I tear the sleep —
Scrap-bound hands — the butcher creeps —
Chant the oath — the fog devours —
Gutter hymn — the iron flowers.

[Final Chorus]
In fog I wake — your fear confined —
A myth reborn inside your mind.
Lanterns choke — your secrets bow —
I am the blade — I am you now.

[Outro]
When fog returns, so too shall I —
Your throat, my blade, Whitechapel’s cry.

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