Horrorward

by PNEUMATIC DETACH

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Horrorward Horrorward Burn your dreams Until lunacy sings Pain is the joy that madness brings Tell me the tone of the Horrorward This is what you deserve Horrorward Horrorward All nine lives About to die Black withered hated Drown deep inside When night horrors comes there's nowhere left to hide Black withered hated Drown deep inside When night horrors comes Trauma Is my paradise Your trauma kills my paradise kills my paradise Horrid cold chains Nothing stays the same Black ash and flames chanting death’s name Tell me the tone of the Horrorward All nine lives About to die Burn your dreams Until lunacy sings Pain is the joy that madness brings Black withered hated Drown deep inside When night horror comes theres nowhere left to hide When night horror comes theres nowhere left to hide Horrorward Horrorward Horror Hororward Hororward Death is coming for what's rightfully mine Tearing you out from within my spine Horrorward
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Review | HORRORWARD  By Trauma Magazine

The Horrorward, crafts a feverish descent into trauma as ritual. The ward is a tomb of whispered poetry—verses like “Burn your dreams until lunacy sings” and “Pain is the joy that madness brings” aren't background; they infect every moment.

Chains rattle without warning.
Patients chant “All nine lives about to die” while black ash rains from vents that never open. And when night horrors come—“there’s nowhere left to hide.”

Driven by haunting visuals and rhythmic despair, this debut isn't just a film. It's a curse spoken in cold flames. You’ll question: “Tell me the tone of the Horrorward.”

And it’ll answer. In screams.


Review | HORRORWARD  
By Death Magazine

Horrorward, the next release by pneumatic detach], unfolds like a psychotic elegy. This isn’t a story—it’s a ritual.

Inside its decaying psychiatric wing, trauma becomes paradise, pain becomes prayer. Patients chant in fractured unison:

> “Burn your dreams until lunacy sings.”  
> “Pain is the joy that madness brings.”  
> “Black withered hated, drown deep inside.”  

Nine lives unravel, each verse twisting their reality. Ash drifts through the halls like memory’s residue. Chains twitch. Screams echo. When night horrors come, there's nowhere left to hide.

The climax—delirious, beautiful, savage—leaves only scorched minds and one whispered truth:
> “Death is coming for what’s rightfully mine...”

Horrorward doesn’t just unsettle. It invades.

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released August 1, 2025

Justin R Brink
Pneumatic Detach

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PNEUMATIC DETACH

Pneumatic Detach is an alternate persona of Justin Brink. Pneumatic Detach was formed in 2000 as creative outlet for the exploration of ones inner self. The Pneumatic Detach sound has been described as an oppressively brutal mix of intelligent arrangements and dark haunting soundscapes. ... more

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