hey guyzzz heres a lil sum i cooked up jus now. more stuff on the way hope u like it!

DEADZONE (with Stevie Rain)

Prod. Erra

all this shit up in my head you know i fucking doubt it

move the prisons off the planet how i push the pen

the way i raise the bar so nonchalant yeah that's a calm flex
leave it with no context

confounded sitting at this desk, microphone intently on my chest
transfer data like im swapping fluids, sex, perform a soul transfusion
thats a bold dance move, weird flex, im on the up when i look left

the steady stream i peep is peaking right along with me
eyes lock & theres a look of grief i clearly see
reflecting back, the looking glass is surfing silver seas
i cant escape the parallel
no wishing wells
just hope you wish me well

armor grazed and it shattered due to the ugly fact im battered and bruised, paid past dues yet the past is ever lasting on the soles of my shoes, cause I could run but never able to lose, however destined to lose and never win, ginger beer w gin up next..

why cant u see im pressed?

oozing plasma out the very thing that keeps a beating chest 
confused w the state of my passion, should i hang it up and leave it to rest or remain active?
just heard the bullets blasting
inspo for how i throw my words into the air, you gasp and listen close
or do you?
i know i never really talk but then again i shouldnt have to
cause in the back room it felt like tied souls but bad news 
reported on monday morning for torment and sad blues
what a day

stay shining thru a rain storm
i keep it shining when the rain pours
ill never say more, dont ask me to say more
i keep it shining thru the rain storms
stay shining when the rain pours 

SHINING

Prod. Erra

Earl early in the AM
by noon ive sat& pondered all the ways that i can say it
Im awfully braised
let me out& throw me on the plate then
swallowed up my pain, it break like bones, the flavor jaded
out the way but leaking out my pores, the path is plagued
rainy days on top of slate, surprised i fuckin made it
this far, at least
break off, a piece
snap like kit kat, or leaves crunching like some brick weed
either way I'm getting what i need, dopamine
released like when i tapped out, headed back to the easel where i crash out, don't stand too close to me or this might just become a blackout 
I'm rolling steam over her back right after blowing that out
what can i say? i care
cant leave lil baby in the corner w despair
save the wary thoughts for me, i wear em well
like sesh vans dragging on the trail
ill kick rocks whenever we prevail, push the boulder off the cliff then give a stiff arm for prayer
my blunt just clipped off, ill never bust u down, my roach remains are stale yet forever retain wealth


STEAMROLL [interlude]

Prod. Erra

im not playing, i dont wanna play
get from round the fuckin king of all the grey
cutter in my veins, i deflect all the pain
sit in solace as i contemplate the grave

lost in the sense of waiting for the day
grip on smoke the way i reach for anything to make me sane
sit & ponder on a comet, outer space
hold back nothin babe, point it at my fuckin name

grace given to the one who guards the gate
walk on slowly while i sob all over petals in the rain
take my face from me, make it how you want it babe
look me in my eyes & tell me that you wanna stay

i just- i thought i was right
you could never do me wrong, it all just feels so right
sighing on the mic, i took a breath and made it nice
waste to the grave how i lay down on the spikes, this is life

THISISLIFE

Prod. Erra

i dont recall askin
fall to the back of the masses
lurk w the scanner the way that i peer from afar, adjusting my glasses
silent & glazed w sadness
u know that it rhymes w madness
a psycho in cycles, around & around how i chase my own tail in the blackness
bad trip
forever actin out and im actin up if im faced w the damage
dont bring up the past & my damage
i look at myself & i panic, lag, glitch, i done fucked up the bag & im talkin bout baggage
when that kid thought he chalked up the tallys forgot about marking for bones in my attic
lvtely travel thru the static
friction caused by every callous
fueling nothing but some malice
i applaud u if u manage
managed to sweep it up, i even feather dusted all the crumbs from the snackin
chewing on flesh when im pressed, i dont want any pity, i want a gold necklace 
uh uh uh-
you dont know shit about slackin
until youre staring at your hands
the blood wont come off w a napkin
i prematurely let it bang 
i pick it up and watch it hang
forever splendid in my head - sike - the weatherman is prolly dead
cause i could never tell, i could never tell, i could never get a break
scattered ashes round my face
blew the cherry off my face 
ruined lil dinner date
yeah yeah yeah - 
broken fingers outta habit
broken back from draggin carriage, sweet
as long as i can hear her laughin

LAG, GLITCH [interlude]

Prod. Erra

runnin quick to the back w no effect
the cause came fast when i looked
i hug the left just to get right
my mental never seems to recollect
grasp for straws, never comfortable with a loss
so i
excavate the rest, brush the webs off of my chest
in need of love and the contact you get from a gasp
the air is thick as molasses, im moving slowly over glass
pondered all the failed classes
all the times i said i learned but i digress
frantic, searching for the answer like I'll bring it back to press
the idea is just to drive it off a cliff
sip another sip, let the potion drip off of the chin 
kinda like my fist when it hit
or maybe like the snap of ya neck when the bass kick, i might just
topple over the wall that i went and built
the gate kept by me and myself, cant let you in
i want a cig, i wanna know relief from pressure still
i never felt for real, never really felt real
slide it off the edge, i hope for clarity and mastered peace
you cannot fathom me
(head scratch)
no you cannot handle me
(head scratch)
feelings never felt like they was felt
(head scratch)
on the hunt for mirrors to box with
holding off emotions til the box is busted
im roller coasting out the window today
forever hopeful for the cloaked dagger, hold me closer
(the time is ever near, we know that time is still
evermore, for nevermore)

HEDSKRATCH

Prod. Erra

industrial bit drill fr the way i muster up the force to drive it home like i bent wheels-
sliding thru the hole, im on the rails, im on the track still
wobble out to sea, it's rocky, dealing w sharp points that cut steel
razor on my cuff still
slice the time in half once boost lag caught up to coattail
ante up 10 more bills
candy from a baby, it's so simple
sit & watch a legend in the making, leaking, how i fuckin drip thru
drifting off the grid again off Ritalin, like can you blame him?
how else can lvtely find the energy for super Saiyan
i can't hear what you're saying
i never speak either
so what u hear is vague notions pushing out the speaker
your ears won't pick it up so much as your lil heart can feel it
im letting chicken crumbs bounce off the rug so u can eat it
and at the very least u baby teethin
meanwhile im on the lakeside & chewing through a king crab shell thats super seasoned
u melt in salt cause u slow
i sprinkle lemon pepper dust on the flow
the type of shit to scrunch ya face up, the crazed ones wont say much but nod real slow
cause they know lvte won, yeah nate came w white force 1s
the rest are ate up w no luck, they lack what ive done
splattered on the wall like dead bugs, they thought they said sum but it dont add up
thats bad accounting, ain't account for the midas touch
cause where i lay my fingers always opposite of mud
my feet have known the road since i was young
lonely & alone since 01
carrying the torch for old monks
silent off the rip, lips don't budge
mm yeah
walk in & in shining, not the sun
know I am the father, pierced ya momma, holy gun
holy water just dont burn me, i created, im the One
slacked on a sunday, musta been when u came up 
sucks dont it? when i dig it out the hole and brush it off like old souls found w magic in their bones, broke open
catacombs could never feel the light but im soaking
bathing in the brightness of the sky but eyes lowered
cant jeopardize the sight from cyclops when eyes closing
ready for sleep
id rather pro-ject than go flex this vessel of meat
you cannot fathom me
(hedskratch)
making myself known just for occasion 
a toast to all the dead weight im saving
hoarding all the torment for your maker, yeah

WHITEFORCE1S

Erra - Scorpion Hymn

Waves

The weight you bury deep always finds a way to rise. Repressed Agony is a relentless explosion of bottled pain, hidden trauma, and visceral rage. An anthem for those who’ve swallowed their screams for too long. The ambient despair meets deathcore fury—raw, unfiltered, and unapologetic.

Let the torment bleed through every note. Let the rage tear free.

If you like #SleepToken #BringMeTheHorizon #SlaughterToPrevail #FiveFingerDeathPunch #FallingInReverse #BlackVeilBrides #BareTooth — this one’s for you.

Repressed Agony

MTG  = TODO MUNDO ERRA ( DJ YAN DO FLAMENGO ) Feat, Dj Gebe & Menor Du Fla

started: 01232025
recorded, mixed, written, master by non/real
production by erra

"i know i should, but i could never hate you, no
i have all the reason 
ive lived through all the pain
almost been at death from all this suffering
some parts are still scarred into me
no it’s not your fault babe
i did it to myself
no no you’ve never been in the wrong
how could you ever babe? 
you just wanted me
but i messed us all up
no i never wanted this
no no no no baby not at all
no no no no babe it’s all
it’s all my fault
i did it all wrong
no you dont need to say another word
no ive heard it all before
there’s nothing you can say to change my mind
no not this time"
- xxxxx

"scars" prod/erra

started: 01232025
recorded, mixed, written, master, slowed by non/real
production by erra

"i know i should, but i could never hate you, no
i have all the reason
ive lived through all the pain
almost been at death from all this suffering
some parts are still scarred into me
no it’s not your fault babe
i did it to myself
no no you’ve never been in the wrong
how could you ever babe?
you just wanted me
but i messed us all up
no i never wanted this
no no no no baby not at all
no no no no babe it’s all
it’s all my fault
i did it all wrong
no you dont need to say another word
no ive heard it all before
there’s nothing you can say to change my mind
no not this time"
- xxxxx

"scars_slow" prod/erra

Valhalla [2024 Demo]

I will find solace

Surrounded by the faceless
Because my mind would trick me
With nothing to confess
I did no wrong
I always sang my song
Only to dive into madness

Madness

That fated day
With nothing to say
Young in this world
But an old soul
So Pray for me, so that I could find the solace
In This space that we call the void

Mend my heart
Because The hole in my chest
Has grown bigger
No matter the consequence
And as my body sat still in this world
I lunged out to touch the void
Nothing could hurt me anymore

That fated day
With nothing to say
Young in this world
But an old soul
So Pray for me, so that I could find the solace
In This space that we call the void

Seconds were hours
And The voices were getting louder
Telling me not to worry
For it will all be over soon
Seconds were hours
And The voices were getting louder
This is my story
Devour me Into this purgatory

Devour me
Into this purgatory
Devour me
Into this purgatory


Touching the Void (Prod. 52Blu)

Robert Searles is a guitarist/songwriter/producer who is originally from Holmdel, NJ. He now resides in Tennessee, where he continues his work.

bold ass little fucking low class villain

🎧 For fans of:
Lorna Shore, Sleep Token, Bring Me the Horizon, Spiritbox, Slaughter to Prevail, Within Temptation

⚠️ If your soul burns for something real,
If your pain needs an anthem,
If you crave distortion, distrust, and destruction…
You belong here.

🔗 Join the Collective:
📷 Instagram: @axaxcband
🎵 SoundCloud: @axaxcofficial
📺 YouTube: AxAxCBand
🎧 Spotify: AxAxC

🩸 Welcome to AXAXC
A sonic revolution forged in chaos, carved by pain, and crowned in raw emotion.

We are the sound of the misfits, the rebels, the broken, and the dreamers.
🎭 Music for those who’ve bled in silence, screamed into the void, and still chose to rise.

Blending deathcore, drill, ambient metal, and cinematic storytelling—AXAXC delivers guttural breakdowns, whispered despair, and orchestral warzones.
Every track is a battlefield between rage and rebirth, brutality and beauty.

From war-torn screams to melodic sirens, distorted basslines to ghost-drenched ambience—our sound is a cinematic descent into the darker corners of the soul.

🔥 Latest Releases:

🎖️ THE GREAT WARS
A battlefield in sound.
Orchestral hits. Doom choirs.
Nu-metal rage wrapped in apocalyptic beauty.

👑 IMMORTALISED
28-track odyssey of legacy, pain, lust, power, and rebirth.
This is AXAXC's empire. Our monument. Our myth.

🖤 You won’t just hear us.
You’ll feel us.
We are AXAXC.

📛:
#AXAXC #Immortalised #TheGreatWars #Deathcore #Metalcore #CinematicMetal #EmotionalMetal #Screamo #SleepToken #SlaughterToPrevail #AmbientMetal #DistortDistrustDestroy #HauntingMelodies #AXAXCforever

Nascido e criado na comunidade do Flamengo em Ribeirão das Neves-MG, daí, o nome artístico “DJ Yan do Flamengo”, como representatividade local. O artista carrega consigo sua origem, mais conhecida por “ Flamenguinho”, como forma de unir o seu proposito à arte e servir de inspiração no mercado musical, sendo um expoente das diversas manifestações periféricas.

Dj e Produtor Musical, Yan deu início a sua carreira em 2017, seu primeiro contato com a música foi em 2014 sendo Dj de festas familiares, rapidamente se apaixonou com o ramo. 
O ritmo do funk, que sempre fez parte de sua raiz na comunidade, tomou força em suas criações. Depois de muito estudo e dedicação, destacou-se ao longo dos anos, por sua forte identidade artística, conquistou milhares de pessoas com suas produções.

Emplacou um dos seus maiores hit’s, com o Álbum “BUU” em um curtíssimo espaço de tempo, à música “Mega do Trepa”, alcançou mais de 8 milhões de visualizações no spotfy, chegou a posição 09 no Top 50 Viral Brasil, esteve por mais de uma semana no Top 50 viral de Portugal, e no Top 50 das virais de BH. Somados em sua carreira já são mais de 35 milhões de streamings nas plataformas digitais.

Seu propósito é levar o protagonismo social e proporcionar a todos que o escutam, uma experiência única com suas músicas, despertando com a criação de suas harmonias, beat’s envolventes que movimentem toda a galera.

NEW SONG “WITH ME” OUT NOW!! 

I also produce beats!

We are The Pontifex Theory - A metalcore/Deathcore group of general metal lovers.

New tracks tagged #Erra