Over all this is a good production but nothing grabs me.

Pesado demais seu som, Deus abençoe infinitamente! 🤘🔥👊🙏😎

you guys never miss 🔥🔥🔥, insane vocals

YES!!! I love this guitar riff and your vocal fits so well this is awesome!!!!!

Rock 2

Mid tempo rock song
Written and produced by John Hardman for Swamp Productions UK
Vocals & guitars by John H.
(c)(p) Swamp Music UK & Swamp Records UK for all territories

Oh Mother! by John Hardman

WHY
Music by Overdrive & Moladoen

No AI music generation platforms (Suno, Udio, or others) were used in the creation of this track.

The vocals were created note by note in Dreamtonics' Synthesizer V Studio Pro, and the timbre was altered in SoundID's VoiceAI.

Various musical instruments are Kontakt libraries.

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REignite

Vertical Echoes

Only You (Adris Song) [feat. Nathan O.]

Hello, my blank friend
Here you are again
So quiet
So wide
So impossibly pale

What do I want to write?
A memory?
A confession?
A truth I shouldn't say aloud?
Or a lie so beautiful it feels like truth?

"You want too much
Every word will betray you
I will outlast them"

No, I don't want monuments
I want seeds
Something that grows
when no one is watching
Something that sings
without permission

"Seeds rot
Songs fade
Every mark is a scar"

But purity is silence
Purity is death
I would rather wound you
than leave you untouched

Maybe the first word
isn't the right word
Maybe the first line
will shame me tomorrow
But tomorrow isn't here
And tonight
I need to begin

"Then begin.
Bleed on me
I will hold it
I will remember"

Not perfect.
Not final
But alive
And that is enough

Hello, my blank friend
"Hello"

My Blank Friend

Once in a lifetime

[Merged Tracks: Find A Way + Fates Calling] 

[Intro | Whispered]
Fate plays tricks, the mind picks,
Cracks in the void where the puzzle sticks.
In the dust and decay, a light peers in,
Calling you closer — where does it begin?

[Verse 1 | Fated Vocals]
Fate’s crisis burns in the recess it stirs,
Unison denied, lament still occurs.
Rip up the memory, heir of death,
Crimson pages breathe their last breath.

In a room filled with dust and decay,
A light cuts through the darkened bay.
Fractures break in this hole of feeling,
Love can’t shine but the heart keeps reeling.

[Piano Solo – Keys bending, breaking into pre-chorus]

[Pre-Chorus | Rock Verse]
A new puzzle breaks through our minds,
Fate calls to the recess where crimson binds.
Doors to a calling have ceased to exist,
Yet a hand still reaches from out of the mist.

Please can you be with me in another life?
The only thing left is to fight this strife.
A heart that grasps at what remains,
Defying stares cut through the chains.

[Chorus | Powerful Vocals]
Fate calls to the weary, to those in pain,
Come by my side and break these chains.
I can feel fate slipping through my hands,
Yet still we rise, still we stand.

Break the order, crack the void,
Pierce the laws, rebuild destroyed.
Never give up hope, never let go,
Find your calling — let fate show.

[Guitar Solo – Fate-bending emotions]

[Verse 2 | Puzzling Vocals]
A new piece unlocked, emotions collide,
Legions rise from the endless tide.
Dark alleys whisper in your mind,
Calling you from another bind.

In the dark I always find my way to dawn,
Everyone here to guide you along.
Break free from chains, dismay won’t stay,
Fate rises up to clear the way.

[Pre-Chorus | Recessing Vocals]
A new puzzle breaks through our minds,
Fate calls to the recess where crimson binds.
Doors to a calling have ceased to exist,
Yet a hand still reaches from out of the mist.

Please can you be with me in another life?
The only thing left is to fight this strife.
A heart that grasps at what remains,
Defying stares cut through the chains.

[Chorus | Hopeful Vocals]
Fate calls to the weary, to those in pain,
Come by my side and break these chains.
I can feel fate slipping through my hands,
Yet still we rise, still we stand.

Break the order, crack the void,
Pierce the laws, rebuild destroyed.
Never give up hope, never let go,
Find your calling — let fate show.

[Bridge | Breakdown FX]
This hell is a new beginning,
A soul can still see rendering.
Fate will always call, unfold,
A new bringer comes, our story told.

[Ending | Fade Out]
Never forget this one thing to remember,
It is fate that calls out to your memory.
Always bring it here with the chains,
Fate will break — your calling remains.


The Final Calling

[Verse 1]
Hidden currents
Flow beneath choices, carrying whispers of unseen truth
Paths converge, opportunities appear, timing aligns, but only for those attuned to notice, ready to step, ready to act without forcing the moment
Energy moves through intention, thought, and emotion, layering in complex patterns; each action taken in harmony with the flow magnifies manifestation, creating outcomes that feel inevitable and alive

[Verse 2]
Empty wishing
Hopes without motion drift aimlessly through the mind
Desire alone, tangled with fear, impatience, or doubt, cannot create results; vibration misaligned, actions weak or absent, opportunity passes unnoticed
Focusing only on outcomes while ignoring inner alignment and deliberate action produces frustration, cycles of waiting, and missed chances; manifestation requires coherence, not wishful thinking

[Bridge 1]
Silent momentum
Builds beneath awareness, unseen yet persistent
Patience and clarity merge, guiding subtle decisions that ripple outward, preparing the ground for outcomes yet to materialize
Every aligned thought, every intentional step, compounds invisibly; small choices gain weight, timing unfolds naturally, and reality begins to mirror the inner state with quiet precision

[Chorus 1]
Magnetic pulse
Not by wishing, but by leaning into the signal
Inner vibration sets direction; emotion and focus guide action, momentum builds as reality mirrors your state
You are magnet and motion, observer and participant; aligned heart, steady mind, intentional step, and life bends, converging naturally around your resonance and intent

[Verse 3]
Shifting light
Illuminates the edges of your hidden choices
Every subtle decision, every quiet intention, compounds unseen, creating ripple effects in life’s fabric that eventually surface as tangible reality
Notice the pattern, follow the nudges, act with mindful energy; the outer world bends not to desire alone, but to congruence between inner vibration and physical motion

[Bridge 2]
Hushed energy
Moves like smoke, shaping things without force or effort
Patience and awareness together allow resonance to guide action; forcing or ignoring flow diminishes results
Step lightly, observe fully, act intentionally; the world answers alignment, not demand, and subtle energies catalyze events that feel destined yet free

[Chorus 2]
Magnetic pulse
Not by wishing, but by leaning into the signal
Inner vibration sets direction; emotion and focus guide action, momentum builds as reality mirrors your state
You are magnet and motion, observer and participant; aligned heart, steady mind, intentional step, and life bends, converging naturally around your resonance and intent

[Outro]
Quiet gravity
Anchors us even when everything else shifts
Every subtle movement, thought, and feeling traces the lines of unseen energy, culminating in outcomes we call luck, destiny, or synchronicity
Embrace alignment, act with clarity, trust the currents, and let resonance carry you; the song of life unfolds naturally, a reflection of inner state vibrating outward into every dimension of experience

Law Of Attraction (Magnet And Motion)

I just wanted to see you again (Frank Zozky Remix)

Temperature Rising blends Electronic with Funk/Soul and throws in a Jazzy vibe. It's energetic and has a danceable rhythm that will resonate. Retro vibes with a modern twist.

Lyrics~
I'm never ever on my own I got you, you got me and that's why we're meant to be. 
Temperature rising.

Temperature Rising

Groan Up

“Hands On Our Shoulders” is a record about the weight we carry and the grace that carries us. It tells the stories of ordinary people standing in the wreckage of their choices, their losses, and their faith — yet still finding redemption in the quiet presence that never leaves their side.

From the young man learning to raise his children alone, to the boy grieving a father lost too soon, to the faithful teenager holding on through chaos at home, these songs wrestle with the ache of growing up too fast — and the sacred beauty found in sacrifice.

This is an album about learning that God’s hand is never far, even when the world feels unrecognizable. It’s about mercy that doesn’t erase the pain, but redeems it; about fathers, sons, and believers who find strength not in perfection, but in persistence.

Each track is a confession, a prayer, and a promise — that the struggles we bear are not ours alone. We are shaped, steadied, and saved by unseen hands on our shoulders.

Lab-Made Lullaby

"Blood and betrayal turned Rome from republic to empire." - National Geographic
"A cinematic metal epic about Power, Betrayal & Legacy - Caesar's Rome told as thunder, choir and truth" -  AxAxC

IMPERIVM: Blood of Rome is AxAxC’s cinematic war-saga: a 13-track ascent from Veni, Vidi, Vici to the Ides and beyond. Built like a documentary set to blades and choirs, this record fuses Christian Rock • Deathcore • Nu-Metal • Symphonic/Cinematic metal with trap-core pulses, Latin chants, and battlefield drums. It’s Caesar’s story told in real dates, real battles, real consequences — and the mirror it holds to our present.

Across Italy, Greece, Egypt, and Hispania, the album follows the rise, the civil war (49–45 BC), the dictatorship (46–44 BC), the Ides of March (44 BC), the vengeance at Philippi (42 BC), and the legacy that crowns Augustus. This is historical metal, just blood, law, and destiny.

Personal note from AxAxC: this project carries the nostalgia of a father’s films and the reality that ambition invites knives. IMPERIVM is for anyone who builds; who believes anyway.

- VENI. VIDI. VICI. — 47 BC; Zela (Pontus)
Caesar’s famed dispatch after defeating Pharnaces II (“I came, I saw, I conquered”). Opens the saga with the certainty that defines his rise.

- CAESAR’S THRONE (Remastered) — 59–50 BC; Rome & Gaul
From his consulship (59 BC) to the Gallic command (58–50 BC), triumphs, and the cult of persona that made him inevitable.

- The Die Is Cast (Alea Iacta Est) — Jan 49 BC; Rubicon, near Ariminum (Rimini)
Defies the Senate’s order; crosses with a legion and triggers civil war. No return.

- BLOOD OF ROME — 49–45 BC; Italy, Greece, Egypt, Africa, Hispania
Civil-war arc in hard dates: Dyrrhachium (48, Pompeian edge) → Pharsalus (48, Caesar wins) → Pompey assassinated in Egypt (48) → Thapsus (46) → Munda (45). Republic broken.

- JUDAS IN THE SENATE (Remastered) — 50–44 BC; Rome
Hostility in the Curia: indictments, intrigues, and the moral panic around “king” that seeds the conspiracy.

- FIFTEENTH OF MARCH (IDES) — 15 March 44 BC; Theatre of Pompey, Rome
Assassination: Brutus, Cassius, over twenty conspirators; 23 wounds; the act meant to “save” the Republic.

- SENATE OF SERPENTS — 46–44 BC; Rome (flashback dossier)
Dictatorship and reforms: Julian calendar, land/provincial reforms, public works (Temple of Venus Genetrix), then the move to dictator perpetuo (44 BC) that precipitates the knife.

- Idus Martiae! Caesar mortuus est! (feat. Pure Addiction) — Alt cut of 44 BC scene
Choral/trap dirge of the Ides—same day, different lens; grief, shock, and the crowd’s turning tide.

- I AM JULIUS (POST IDUS) — 44–42 BC; aftershock
The revenant speech: legacy claims (calendar, laws, roads), propaganda wars, and the truth that “they killed the man, not the movement.”

- MARCH OF THE LEGIONS — 44–42 BC; Macedon & Greece
Antony and Octavian avenge Caesar; the two Battles of Philippi (Oct 3 & 23, 42 BC); suicides of Cassius and Brutus. The conspirators’ end.

- LEGION (Remastered) — Timeless creed
Eagles, standards, formations; the soldier’s oath that outlives politics.

- THE FALL OF ROME — 44–27 BC → 27 BC
From chaos to order: Octavian consolidates, and in 27 BC becomes Augustus; the Republic’s ghost yields to the Empire.

- IMPERIVM — Epilogue/Credo
The price of will. Empires fall; purpose endures. Title motif that binds our personal thesis to Caesar’s arc.

Drop your thoughts, quote your favorite line, and tell us which track hit hardest. Share with a friend who loves history and heavy music.

Credits:
AxAxC — vocals, guitars, bass, orchestration, programming, choir design.
Feat. Pure Addiction on Track 8.
All songs written & produced by AxAxC Studios.

© AxAxCStudios™ — All rights reserved. Distort. Distrust. Destroy.

CAESAR’S THRONE (Remastered)

Artist: Reverend Sulanke
Title: The Grey Amnesia
Genre: Post-Punk / Dark New Wave / Coldwave

"The Grey Amnesia" is the first transmission from Reverend Sulanke – a phantom ensemble summoned from the backrooms of a half-forgotten Berlin ballroom, where the raw nerves of early The Cure meet the mechanical pulse of Fad Gadget, and the storytelling despair of Johnny Warman collides with the synth-stabbed melancholy of Depeche Mode’s "Speak & Spell" era.
A 7-minute maxi-single that unfolds like a fever dream: jagged guitars weave through ice-cold synths, while a bassline throbs like a bruised heart. The vocals – half-spoken, half-sung – drag you through the corridors of a memory that isn’t yours, where "the walls are made of static and the floor is made of broken vinyl". This isn’t just a song; it’s a seance. A tape loop of regret, played on a machine that’s always on the verge of collapsing into silence.

Recorded in the dead of night, with the ghosts of 1980s analog gear breathing down its neck, "The Grey Amnesia" is the sound of a band caught between punk’s fury, new wave’s glamour, and the gothic storytelling of a war that never really ended. Think Robert Smith’s guilt, Vince Clarke’s circuits, and Frank Tovey’s (Fad Gadget) clanking paranoia, all stitched together with the thread of a novel you can’t put down.

Written in E minor – the key of melancholy, rebellion, and haunted ballrooms. ‘The Grey Amnesia’ wraps its lyrics in the same dark embrace as The Cure’s ‘Disintegration’ or Siouxsie’s ‘Juju’, but with a heartbeat of 174 BPM.

Did you know? ‘The Grey Amnesia’ was recorded in 441 Hz – the same tuning as a heart racing just a little too fast. 🎵💓

Credits:
Written and produced by Frank Talmon l’Armée 
Band: Reverend Sulanke
Instruments: "Guitars drowned in chorus, synths tuned to despair, drums like distant gunfire"
Mastered on a reel-to-reel machine that may or may not be haunted.

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Künstler: Reverend Sulanke
Titel: The Grey Amnesia
Genre: Post-Punk / Dark New Wave / Coldwave

"The Grey Amnesia" ist die erste Sendung von Reverend Sulanke – einem gespenstischen Ensemble, das in den Hinterzimmern eines halb vergessenen Berliner Ballsaals beschworen wurde, wo die rohen Nerven der frühen Cure auf den mechanischen Puls von Fad Gadget treffen und Johnny Warmans erzählerische Verzweiflung mit der synth-durchzogenen Melancholie von Depeche Modes "Speak & Spell"-Ära kollidiert.
Eine 7-minütige Maxi-Single, die sich wie ein Fiebertraum entfaltet: zerrissene Gitarren flechten sich durch eiskalte Synths, während ein Bassline wie ein geprelltes Herz pocht. Der Gesang – halb gesprochen, halb gesungen – zieht dich durch die Korridore einer Erinnerung, die nicht deine ist, wo "die Wände aus Rauschen und der Boden aus zerbrochenem Vinyl" bestehen. Das hier ist kein Song. Das ist eine Séance. Eine Endlosschleife aus Reue, abgespielt auf einem Gerät, das jeden Moment in Stille zerfallen könnte.
Aufgenommen in der Tiefe der Nacht, mit den Geistern analoger 1980er-Technik im Nacken, ist "The Grey Amnesia" der Klang einer Band, gefangen zwischen Punks Wut, New Waves Glamour und dem gothischen Storytelling eines Krieges, der nie wirklich endete. Stell dir vor: Robert Smiths Schuld, Vince Clarkes Schaltkreise und Frank Toveys (Fad Gadget) klirrende Paranoia, alles zusammengenäht mit dem Faden eines Romans, den man nicht weglegen kann.

In E-Moll komponiert – der Tonart der Melancholie, der Rebellion und verfallener Ballsäle. ‘The Grey Amnesia’ hüllt seine Texte in denselben düsteren Klang wie The Cures ‘Disintegration’ oder Siouxsies ‘Juju’, aber mit einem Puls von 174 BPM.

So wie der Roman ‘Hinter uns das Land’ mit den Grenzen der Erinnerung spielt, verschiebt 441 Hz die Grenzen des Klangs – eine kaum merkliche Veränderung, die alles anders fühlen lässt.

The Grey Amnesia

multi-instrumentalist, producer, and audio engineer based in Austin, Texas.

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