This Metal track hits like a hammer from the first note. The guitars are massive and heavy, carrying the song with crushing riffs that fuel the intensity from start to finish. The aggressive rhythm keeps the energy high and relentless, while the bass line adds depth and groove, locking in perfectly with the drums to give the song a powerful, driving foundation. A fierce and explosive piece of metal done right.

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Better Days

Visions from the Trumpet: Miles in a Heroin Delirium

In that Norwegian delirium, when heroin circulated in Bill's veins like Scott LaFaro's improvised bassline, Miles Davis' visions were not mere hallucinations—they were full concerts in hell, a fusion of jazz and Nordic chaos. Bill laid on the floor of the cabin, cloudy-eyed, his fingers dancing involuntarily on invisible keys, and Miles materialized out of the smoke—not as a man, but as an ethereal figure with a trumpet for a head, dressed in a tuxedo of flames. 

“Bill, man, what are you doing here in this ice hole?” Miles whispered hoarsely, blowing a note on his trumpet that sounded like the scream of a burning church.

The first vision hit hard, like the intro to “Bitches Brew” – Miles stood on the altar of a burning church in Bergen with his trumpet pointed toward the sky, where the stars formed black metal notes. “Burn it all, Bill,” he said, his solo mixing cool jazz with Varg Vikernes' growls. Bill saw Miles handing a needle to Thor, the pagan god Varg worshipped. 

“Heroin is the elixir of the gods—it makes you immortal, until the last note,” Miles cackled, injecting himself with a dose straight into his trumpet. Wasn't that ironic? Thor, instead of thunder, threw improvised chords, and the church melted to the rhythm of jazz – stained glass windows flowed like melted her*in, forming puddles that reflected the faces of deceased jazzmen: Coltrane, Monk, Charlie Parker – all high on eternity.
 “This is true fusion—jazz burns black metal!” Miles shouted, and Bill laughed ominously, knowing it was delirium, but it sounded better than any recording session.


The second vision was deeper, more introspective, like a ballad from “Kind of Blue”. Miles sat next to Bill in the hut, smoking a cigarette (though in reality it was smoke from burning church wood). “Remember when I overdosed in ‘59? I thought I was playing for the devil,” he said, his eyes shining like needles in the moonlight. Suddenly, the scene changed: they were in a Norwegian forest where the trees were shaped like trumpets and Varg Vikernes was playing a guitar made of saints’ bones. Miles approached Varg: “Your black metal is my jazz on steroids — raw, merciless.” Varg, in the vision, nodded, and together they played a duet: Miles' trumpet harmonized with Burzum's riffs, creating the soundtrack to the apocalypse. Julie injected heroin into the trees, and they came to life, dancing in the flames. “Heroin is the glue that connects worlds,” Miles explained. “Without it, we're just notes on paper.” 



The Ghost of Miles Davis and the Trumpet from Hell

Oh Yeah,  baby let me grab on your gold hair!

COLD STARE

Running on Empty

Lyrics by Ryan Pace Sloan

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[INSTRUMENTAL SECTION]

[Chorus]
you take it away
you take it away
you give it 
and you take it away

[Verse]
intangible reasons drive you 
to steal my joy
to discard my dreams
to crush my hope
like an unwanted toy
crushing hope
demolishing dreams
stealing possibility
leaving me with empty hands
I slip into the quicksand

[Chorus]
you take it away
you take it away
you give it 
and you take it away

[Verse]
robbed of possibilities
no words to say
left behind in the dust
cancelled with pay
leaving the light of day 
back to the cave
back to the lone firelight
burning into the night

[Chorus]
you take it away
you take it away
you give it 
and you take it away

[Chorus]
you take it away
you take it away
you give it 
and you take it away
and you take it away

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Sick Of Myself

Rafael Maurell Pain Machine [Reimagined]

⚡ “Lonely” — Cinematic Nu Metal // Isolation. Noise. Heartfire. ⚡

“Lonely” is a cinematic nu‑metal dive into the feeling of standing in the middle of a crowded room but still fading at the edges. Heavy drums, atmospheric guitars, and a pulse‑tight vocal deliver the tension between wanting to belong and sinking into the background.

This track follows the moments where the world gets loud, the mind gets louder, and every laugh or passing glance feels like static you can’t tune out. It’s about invisible battles, swallowed words, and the fuse‑cut drop when the inside can’t match the outside.

If you’ve ever felt alone while surrounded… this one’s for you.

Genre: Nu Metal / Cinematic Rock / Alternative
Vibe: Tense • Atmospheric • Emotional • Heavy

Lonely

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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An Empire Burns

WE ARE CRUSADERS

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Songwriter, Electronic Music Producer, Arranger. Graduate of Berklee College of Music Online and the EDM PROD Producer Launchpad. 



To all those who have followed me during my journey into EDM Production, Thank you. There is more to come. Stay tuned.

I have discovered and am experimenting with Suno AI. I find it offers a lot of great ways to express myself.

Keeping the beat going!

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Ryan Pace Sloan

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