This song wrestles with spiritual surrender, the painful process of letting go of the old self, and the breakthrough that comes from being broken. It’s not about death by despair, it’s about death to ego, fear, pride, and the chains that hold us back from becoming who we were meant to be.

Six Feet Deep

Remember Me?

Lyrics: 

[Verse 1]
I kept my kindness blunted, filed down to fit the room,
til the room grew teeth and called itself a womb.
You measured my worth by the quiet of my throat,
then sold me a raft with holes for a boat.
I traced the fault lines running under your grace—
contracts in cursive carved into my face.
A lifeline shouldn’t be a leash on the wrist;
I bit through the braid when the rope turned to fist.

[Pre-Chorus]
I won’t be the soft place your violence lands,
not the velvet beneath your iron plans.
If mercy has bones, let it keep them intact—
I’m done bleeding for your sacred act.

[Chorus]
So I grow claws where you trimmed me thin,
anchors in the cliff when the earth caves in.
I won’t beg the storm to change its laws—
I’ll climb its ribs with open claws.
If love is a shelter, let it hold, not bind;
if trust has a door, let it open from both sides.
I won’t scratch for permission from your cause—
these walls will learn my name by my claws~!!!

[Verse 2]
You called my boundaries “barbed” when they cut your demand,
yet wore a crown of thorns and said it was “the plan.”
You sanctified harm with the right kind of light,
but holiness breaks where it hides what it bites.
I kept receipts inked under the skin—
ledgers of nights I refused to give in.
When “peace” was a muzzle, and “care” was a cage,
I learned to spell “freedom” in bone and in rage.

[Pre-Chorus]
If truth is a field, I’ll harvest it raw—
no more pruning the thorn to flatter the law.
If hope is a ladder, let each rung be real;
no painted ascent, no counterfeit steel.

[Chorus]
So I grow claws where you trimmed me thin,
anchors in the cliff when the earth caves in.
I won’t beg the storm to change its laws—
I’ll climb its ribs with open claws.
If love is a shelter, let it hold, not bind;
if trust has a door, let it open from both sides.
I won’t scratch for permission from your cause—
these walls will learn my name by my claws~!!!!

[Bridge]
If grief is a coastline, then time is the tide—
it takes and it gives, but it will not decide.
I plant my fingers in the granite of dawn,
and pull the whole day up like a song.

Hold—hold—hold the stone.

Home—home—home in bone.

YOUR GENTLENESS WAS A GLOVE FOR THE KNIFE.
I’M DONE HIDING THE BLOOD THAT PROVES I’M ALIVE.

[Final Chorus]
So I grow claws where I once grew doubt,
grip in the gale till the thunder runs out.
If love lights a fire, let it warm these flaws—
not remake me smooth, but honor the claws.
I won’t beg the storm to change its laws—
I’ll climb its ribs with open claws.
When you call it “order” while you tighten your jaws—
I’ll keep my throat,
and keep my claws...

Claws Ft.OracleCat

No Cure for the Night

A mirror shatters across heaven and hell, and AxAxC™ stands in the fracture.
TENƎT · DEIFIƎᗡ · REDIVIDƎЯ. 
From the haunting lull of Palindrome to the apocalyptic anthem REDIVIDƎЯ, this album blurs every boundary between melodic melodies, deathcore, ambient metal, and cinematic rock.

Here, gods walk away from their creations. Lovers become their own demons. And freedom itself burns beneath neon light.

This is judgment.

DISTORT. DISTRUST. DESTROY.
#AXAXC #TENET #DEIFIED #REDIVIDER

Tracklist:
- Palindrome – 4:51
- Black Cube – 5:29
- TENƎT – 4:48
- Wounds – 3:57
- DEIFIƎᗡ – 5:44
- Mirror Law – 3:51
- Red Thread – 3:24
- REDIVIDƎЯ – 5:13
- DEIFIƎᗡ (feat. Choir From Pure Addiction) – 5:06
- Caesar’s Throne feat. Pure Addiction, Until Darkness Falls – 4:07
- Wounds (Succubus’ Cut) – 4:34
- DEIFIƎᗡ feat. Until Darkness Falls, Pure Addiction – 5:19
- Wounds feat. Until Darkness Falls, Pure Addiction (Band Cut) – 4:10
- REDIVIDƎЯ feat. Until Darkness Falls - 5:16

For fans of Sleep Token, Bring Me The Horizon, Slaughter To Prevail, Architects, and Five Finger Death Punch.
If you crave distortion that feels spiritual, this is your sanctuary.

© 2025 AXAXC Studios™ — All Rights Reserved.
AXAXC™, Distort. Distrust. Destroy.™, and the AXAXC emblem are registered marks of AxAxCStudios.

#AXAXC #AXAXCStudios #Deathcore #Metalcore #AmbientMetal #CinematicRock #Postcore #AlternativeMetal #PureAddiction #UntilDarknessFalls #SuccubusCut #MirrorLaw #Wounds #BlackCube #Palindrome #CaesarsThrone #DistortDistrustDestroy

REDIVIDƎЯ

Running From the Fire

Light at the End

Desires

(Verse 1)  
The dawn recorded your goodbye,  
On fragile waves across the sky.  
Your voice a lens in time’s domain,  
And love — the cause of every pain.  

(Pre-Chorus)  
Still I wait when silence grows,  
For the day your name still shows.  

(Chorus)  
Echoes of tomorrow we reclaim,  
In the fight without a name.  
Even if the world rewinds,  
Our echo binds.  

(Verse 2)  
Through shattered moments, I remain,  
Searching for what won’t explain.  
You said, “we’re eternal, undefined,”  
Now I’m left behind.  

(Bridge)  
Let the horizon fall away,  
And memory lead the day.  
Your echo still holds the key,  
That sets me free.  

(Outro)  
Echoes of tomorrow — never gone,  
In the code of our dawn.  


Echoes of Tomorrow

“Through the Hollow” cuts deep into the space between faith and fury — a war cry for every soul that’s crawled through darkness and still refused to die. Heavy guitars snarl against pounding drums as the lyrics rip through guilt, pain, and redemption with raw conviction. This isn’t just another metal track — it’s a declaration that no matter how broken, you can still rise again. Every scream, every riff, every breath carries that Risen & Reckless fire: the kind that burns away fear and doubt until only faith remains. For anyone who’s ever felt lost, crushed, or hollow — this one’s for you. Crank it. Feel it. Fight back.

Through The Hallow

I'M SORRY

Unrelinquished is more than a band—it is survival carved into sound. Born from the ashes of unbearable loss, betrayal, and trauma, Unrelinquished embodies the refusal to let go of truth, memory, and identity. Fronted by songwriter and vocalist Mark, the project channels grief, rage, and love into a raw fusion of griefcore, metalcore, and myth-inspired storytelling.
Every song is an exorcism of pain: the death of Mark’s twin brother, the scars of adoption, the weight of abandonment, the chaos of addiction, and the haunting guilt of survival. Yet threaded through the heaviness is resilience—a voice that refuses silence, a fire that will not die, a phoenix that keeps rising even when its wings are scorched.
Unrelinquished is not polished for the mainstream. It is brutal honesty. It is myth and memory colliding. It is grief made eternal through music. This is not just art—it is a declaration: I will not be relinquished.

Light at the End

unrelinquished