Horrorward by PNEUMATIC DETACH

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.

Tracklist

1.	Horrorward	3:19

2.	Horrorward (Bliss)	3:20

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released August 1, 2025

Justin R Brink
Pneumatic Detach

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