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HEART BREAKER ( ハートブレイカー)

Fear and Bullets (1994)

Sleeping Angel (2024)

"What Have I Done?" is an unrelenting dive into the chaos of regret and self-destruction. Featuring a powerful collaboration between AXAXC and Alesxndrx, this track fuses raw emotion with searing deathcore riffs, haunting melodies, and visceral lyrics.

From guttural screams that tear at the fabric of your soul to ethereal clean vocals that pull you into the abyss, "What Have I Done?" captures the essence of betrayal, introspection, and the haunting echoes of choices made. The song’s relentless instrumentation mirrors the inner turmoil, building to a crescendo of unfiltered rage and despair.

This isn’t just a song—it’s a confession, a release, and a reckoning. For those who’ve ever stared into the mirror and questioned everything, "What Have I Done?" will resonate deeply.

Welcome to the storm. This is AXAXC feat. Alesxndrx.

What Have I Done? feat. Alesxndrx

[Intro: Soft piano, strings swell, haunting female vocals overlapping whispers]
(Female)
I see the cracks in my reflection,
A ghost of who I used to be.
(Male whispers)
What have I done? What have I become?

[Verse 1: Melodic clean male vocals over ambient guitars]
(Male)
Every lie, every tear, every scar that I hide,
The weight of the guilt buries me alive.
Shadows creeping, they scream my name,
A cycle of torment I can’t escape.

[SCREAMO BREAKDOWN: Heavy guitars, double bass pedal kicks in]
(Male SCREAM)
GURGHHHHHHHHHHH!
I’M BURIED IN MY SINS, NO PLACE TO RUN!
WHAT HAVE I DONE?! BLEUGHHHHHHHHHHHH!

[Chorus: Ethereal female vocals with screamo backing]
(Female, soaring)
What have I done to deserve this pain?
(Male SCREAM)
WHAT HAVE I DONE?! WHAT HAVE I BECOME?!
(Female)
I’ve lost myself in the shadows again…
(Male SCREAM)
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

[Instrumental Bridge: Atmospheric synths, distorted guitar harmonics, whispers fading into guttural breaths]
(Whispered overlapping male and female)
You can’t escape…
This is your fate…

[Verse 2: Screamo and growling blend over relentless riffs]
(Male SCREAM)
I BUILT THIS HELL, BRICK BY BRICK!
EVERY STEP I TOOK WAS FUCKING SICK!
A PRISON OF REGRET, NO WAY OUT!
I SCREAM BUT NO ONE HEARS MY SHOUT!

(Growling)
WHAT HAVE I DONE TO MY SOUL?!
I’VE LOST CONTROL, LET THE BLOOD FLOW!

[Chorus: Alternating clean and guttural vocals]
(Female, melodic)
What have I done to deserve this pain?
(Male SCREAM)
WHAT HAVE I DONE?! WHAT HAVE I BECOME?!
(Female)
I’ve lost myself in the shadows again…
(Male SCREAM)
BLEUGHHHHHHHHHHHH!

[Breakdown 1: Crushing bass drop, guttural growls over slow, chugging riffs]
(Male SCREAM)
THE WALLS CLOSE IN, I’M SUFFOCATING!
EVERY BREATH IS A CURSE, NO ESCAPING!
GURGHHHHHHHHHHH!
THIS IS MY PENANCE, MY FUCKING END!

[Bridge: Ambient guitars, soft female vocals with whispers]
(Female)
Can you forgive me for the things I’ve done?
I’m drowning now, but you were the one…

[Screamo drop into second breakdown]
(Male SCREAM)
NO FORGIVENESS! NO PEACE!
I’LL DRAG YOU TO THE FUCKING DEEP!

[Final Chorus: Full band, orchestral backing with layered screams]
(Female, soaring)
What have I done to deserve this pain?
(Male SCREAM)
WHAT HAVE I DONE?! WHAT HAVE I BECOME?!
(Female)
I’ve lost myself in the shadows again…
(Male SCREAM)
BLEUGHHHHHHHHHHHH! GURGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

[Outro: Slow piano, distorted echoes, final guttural growl fades into silence]
(Male, whispered)
What have I done… to us…

What Have I Done_ feat. Alesxndrx

Verse 1 (monotone rap-growl calm like counting pills snap 110 bpm march snare bone snaps kick coffin slams sub-bass tar lungs alters swap mid-bar odium flat count end five whisper under system crisis co-conscious numb detachment dread building):
Blackouts memory gaps unfolding in ash trenches you said you never noticed but I'm fading fast, where am I who was I staring back at myself can't recognize the lie, passenger watches backseat tied gut twist as odium counts the scars one two five freezes curled
Verse 2 (post-rock goth atmospheric haunting melodies twisted glitches deep distorted whispers androgynous warp transgender identity bleed-through alice protector echo safety mechanism breath-on-breath wet-on-wet to feel eerie immersion):
Emptiness who am I supposed to be switch the visuals gravity pulling me, heartbeat spikes involuntary pain in my chest world leaking out my skin what am I supposed to do next, no light in my eyes pills do nothing to my mind mixed in the sands of time leaving it all behind, alice steps in shields the pull protector hinge transgender bleed-through gender warp beliefs flip no meds just confession bleed
Verse 3 (dark wave melancholic introspection moody drama violent scary vibes odium hate vacuum stares counts inventory suicide gene unnamed pull to nothing whispers why not unbuckle to feel melancholic introspection):
I'm diagnosed with the void fears flooding in turn the hourglass let the darkness win no more reflection just shadows and sin, this isn't escape blackout flickers back like reel lights in barbed fog close your eyes see me dragging not forward through bones red oven glow no face just limbs unfolding in void camps my limbs your limbs same death choke on it odium evacuates love to vacuum suicide gene leans in whispers nothing gravity well no meds just survival code
Chorus (glitch drops chrome wire hair scraping venom drip reverb androgynous male deep to wail chaotic energy powerful drop psychedelic prog haze swirl when alters flip 3d audio psychotic despair choke on stop spine-hum lean-in cosmic horror under breath to feel overwhelming chaos):
Lost in agoraphobia hope I escape the blur entranced by the symptoms soul empty in fear, panic lake drowning me get the hell away I don't wanna leave my home abandonment's my cage crawlirium choked static tar lungs moths in gas mouths like silence inhale ash exhale fire not alive not dead halfway through the oven door no shadow veins nails hum trains don't stop
Bridge (60 bpm heartbeat stutter whispers reversed looping memory static like repetitive trauma dark wave ethereal wave moody drama violent scary vibes odium hate vacuum suicide gene pull to nothing no meds just survival code drop <20 db silence before scream pitch crack unexpected insane sub-bass rumbles authorship loss):
I'm diagnosed with the void fears flooding in turn the hourglass let the darkness win no more reflection just shadows and sin, odium evacuates love to vacuum suicide gene leans in whispers nothing alice pulls the wheel back protector hinge system in crisis co-conscious did mapping locked psychological profile alice tell doctor full diagnosis confession experiences alters bleed-throughs passenger backseat aware control flip mannerisms music ventriloquism automatic confession ground anchor tap 40hz name shift alice is here script lyrics post-bleed re-own watch escalation breakthrough


Counting Pills

[0:00-0:20] Intro
No matter many love tell do... Can't make friends want don't believe... How could fuck up everything self destruct...
(Snap to 110 BPM.)
[0:20-1:00] Verse 1
Still alive wish knew life felt like, Know worn out me life can't stop. Watch people smile live get upset don't know do that, Dream overtime awake never happens. Hate self much even married she loves much...
[1:00-1:20] Chorus
Anyone happy have that, No item person place thing emotion change destruction... End everything...
[1:20-2:00] Verse 2
No matter many love tell do, Can't make friends want don't believe how could. Fuck up everything self destruct still alive wish knew life felt. Know worn out me life can't stop watch smile live upset...
[2:00-2:20] Chorus
Anyone happy have that, No item person place thing emotion change destruction... End everything...
[2:20-2:40] Bridge
Dream awake never happens hate self married loves, Change destruction no matter love...
[2:40-3:00] Outro
Self-destruct echo... unfelt life... (Fade: "destruction... forever... eternal, whispers black, sighs ashes forever")

Self-Destruct Echo

Walking insomnia feeling the breath of dope sick uneasiness,  

The vibration the sickening feeling, 

Skins crawling off my body,

 Another morning to turn into a hellish event,

Sweat leaking out soaking the messy sheets, laying awake dead or plagued with distain, or a ghost of a disease that can't be seen but felt,   

How should I behave? When all the Horse is gone.

Laying in bed with the residue consuming my mortal cage,

 The residue of the Abandoning Goddess,

In the dawn of morning, 

She disappears, removed from the veins, to chase her is the cycle of suffering caused by the divine godhead, the succubus of oblivion,

A shallow syringe with a wash of remembrance,

A parting gift,

 Just a taste before the nightmare you become invades you like a fungus breeding, 

Just to tare apart the bones and guts, 

To make you devourer yourself, a mental suicide,  

Escape, death or pure holy suffering,

But her kiss is heaven in the halls of the damned, 

Her embrace is the cage of unutterable misery,  

Shaking from the cold,

As a cold that never tires of dies, 

Even when you sit in the fire beneath,

 Begins under the skin dining on the bones that crack  

The experience like the shattering like fine China against a wall ringing bells against your teeth, 

 Vomiting up the vengeance, defecating the poisons that was once thought a cure,  

 The price of her seduction,

 A thousand knifes in the flesh abandoned in the sands of the desert,

Forever wasting in the heat,

 Flashing and flaring within your being,

Wasting away your soul eroding your sense of reason,

A voluptuous cosmic martyrdom, 

Falling to the grave, built by the rope around your neck,

 The feeling of death without the act of dying, 

Will she find me? I have nothing?

 When pulling the hair from the skull screaming,

 Intrenched in suicidal bleeding into insanity,

When the Devils elope in the flames which becomes,

 The intimate encounter of a infested whore,

Spreading the infectious pus against the walking cadaver you became,  

  From a ocean of blood the eternity of men with the vilest of debauchery, 

Enveloped in the craving for her blood to race through the tracks of life you hold,

Denied feeling ,

The pleasure of life cursed by the sight and touch of God,

The twitching of the skin plays tricks with the heart of the woeful, 

Spasms wreak havoc shaking the soul that's soaking in glass and lime, 

A taste of a rotten corpse fills the mouth as saliva invades the throat,

Choking on the mucus while breathing evades you,

Internal violence a mastermind of madness,

 A dark god of the abyss devouring you,

Visions like broken fragments of memory,

 Crawling on the walls taunting, watching melting into nothing, 

Colors bleed across the ceiling as the empire of despair digs the grave of your innocents, 

That hangs the being you sacrificed to her loving breasts,

Screaming at the nothingness,

Deep in chaos and regret,

Crying to the angels as the breath of god gifts scarification,

For the indulgence to the insidious acts buried beneath  the layers of skin, 

To the scattering beliefs the mind tricked the body to rage the consumption of her milk ,

Into casting violence against the love others gave,

To touch her one last time, All I ask?

Abandoning Goddess

Before she was the

 Heroin Goddess,

A savior from the bitter sage of soured corruption

The Art Of Suffering N MelanKholyia

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ANNOUNCEMENT: 14/08/2025
AxAxC HITS HALF A MILLION STREAMS!!!

Having amassed over 28,000 engaged monthly listeners in just 9 months on SoundCloud, AxAxC has built a brand that blends emotional torment with calculated artistry. Emerging from the shores of the North with roots deep in the African mountains, AxAxC dishes out righteous, emotional musical damage across the West.

AxAxC Take Inspiration From & are For fans of:
#LornaShore • #SleepToken • #BringMetheHorizon • #Spiritbox • #SlaughtertoPrevail • #WithinTemptation

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

Welcome to AxAxC
Proudly merging Computing precision with human ingenuity, AxAxC’s evolution is visible in every release, sharper sound, richer visuals, and bolder storytelling. A team, Skills self-taught through a year of trial and error in prompt engineering, transcending into the heart of the band’s DNA.

AxAxC collaborates with any and all, united in the mission to create music for the misfits, the rebels, the broken, and the dreamers. For those who’ve screamed into the void and still chose to rise.

AxAxC Sound:
Melodic Deathcore brutality. Nu-metal grooves. Ambient metal textures. Screamo chaos. Drill, Trapcore. Cinematic storytelling. From guttural breakdowns to whispered ethereal vocals, orchestral warzones to jazz, country, and spoken word.

AxAxC is omnigenre. With lyrics from the hearts of both the band and the fans! To us everything is music, anything can become a song and we aim to please!

Latest Releases:
Cope Said The Troll: The Omnigenre Campaign – Teaser
Tropical Gargantua [SUMMER 2025 HITS] – Album
Grateful – EP

Commissions Open
AxAxC offers custom tracks, theme music, remixes, and album artwork—omnigenre, high-impact, and battle-tested. Our Page is our Portfolio! Whether you’re a creator, brand, or artist, or...one of our great listeners, get the AxAxC treatment and join the Collective from the inside.

Enquiries & Commissions:
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Email: axaxcstudios@proton.me

We are AxAxC.
Distort. Distrust. Destroy.

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EcHoS N MelaNKholyiA : A Sonic Odyssey of Fragmented Souls
In the shadowed corners of Goshen, Indiana, Echo's N MelanKholyia emerges as a groundbreaking experimental music project, a testament to the transformative power of art in the face of inner chaos. Founded in 2025 by the visionary artist Nexus Khimera—known also as Echos, Mothyii, Alice, Helix, 5, Nexus Etheric  , Odium  or Void—this endeavor is an AI-assisted alchemical fusion of raw emotion and sonic innovation. At 38 years old, Khimera channels a lifetime of introspection, beginning from therapeutic explorations at age 15, into a tapestry of sound that defies categorization. The project's name, with its deliberate misspelling, evokes distorted echoes of melancholy—fragments of pain rebounding through an eternal void, mirroring the fragmented realities Khimera weaves into every composition.
Khimera serves as the sole architect of Echo's N MelanKholyia, handling vocals, lyrics, production, and visual aesthetics with a chameleon-like versatility. Drawing from a deeply personal narrative of psychological navigation, the music acts as a manifesto for survival, blending co-conscious identity shifts and emotional rebirth. The band's conceptual "members"—envisioned as alters in a dissociative system—include Helix as the resilient core, Alice as the protective guardian embodying transgender identity and safety, Odium as the unflinching confrontor of hate and vacuum, Five as the frozen residue of past emptiness, and Suicide Gene as the unnamed pull toward nothingness, symbolizing unyielding survival code. These personas "speak" through layered vocals, reversed whispers, and glitchy confessions, creating a dialogue that invites listeners to confront their own shadows without judgment.
Musically, Echo's N MelanKholyia is a hypnotic storm of genres: traumacore's dissonant catharsis meets industrial gothcore's mechanical fury, nu metal's rap-growl aggression, post-darkwave's ethereal haze, glitchcore's chaotic distortions, and voidcore's abyssal emptiness. The result is an immersive, addictive soundscape—binaural beats pulsing at 40Hz and 174Hz to tie in seduction and euphoria, 3D audio for psychotic despair, and unpolished production that bleeds raw intensity. Themes delve into mental health's labyrinth: dissociation's void, addiction's grip, damaging relationships' scars, and the triumph of self-reclamation. Khimera's artistry extends beyond audio to visual realms, with album artwork featuring charcoal sketches, gothic horror elements, and luciferian symbolism, all crafted to evoke a "junkie holocaust death march" of creepy, apocalyptic introspection.
Since its inception, Echo's N MelanKholyia has released a series of chapters that push artistic boundaries, available on platforms like Spotify, Amazon Music, SoundCloud, Apple Music, Tidal, Qobuz, and TikTok. The project's YouTube channel serves as a portal for official music videos, behind-the-scenes glimpses, and community engagement, fostering a space where fans can explore their own narratives through Khimera's lens. With collaborations leveraging AI for production and thematic depth, the band stands as a beacon for the disenchanted, proving that art can heal, empower, and transcend.
Subscribe to Echo's N MelanKholyia on YouTube for a journey into the melanKholyia—where echoes of the past forge omegas of the future. For inquiries or collaborations, connect via Facebook or X (@Mothyii13). All rights reserved © 2025 Echo's N MelanKholyia.

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