Profaned Mind

by Psych Ward 6

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    Added to this album is a series of photographs taken by Egon Eisenberg of locations inside an asylum, as part of the atmosphere that accompanies this album
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    Tape version of Profaned Mind, numbered hand by Patient-78424325
    Each print comes with a different design in the center paint and a Rorschach test on the reverse.

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1.
In the middle of a room with white walls Unable to move my arms Im locked in here holding my damage You medice me You drug me with your false cure And no time any improvement in my But you do not anything... ...To heal my scars PLEASE HELP ME! You do not know how it feels You do not know what it is to be here You do not know... you do not care about me... You shut me up... you said it was for the best... ...But you do not anything.
2.
Mind blocked Prisoner of this cage I dont need pills to calm me down I dont need pills to see monsters The real monsters give me the pills (I need more) I can not continue consuming (You will not feel pain anymore) I'm not feeling I need to feel again Release part of me I need to do self-harm To know if I still feel If I'm still human (I need more damage) (Another pain) (I need a deeper cut) I cant feel (Then I'll search) (Other forms) (To get the pain) I wake up every night Sweating and scared Believing that the nightmare ended But... only Awake to see how the reality It's the real nightmare (I need more) (Living in a veil of pain) We all live ... while asleep Because life is hell I need more pills (Cut me and rape my life) I need more pills (Cut me and rape my life) I need more pills (Cut me and rape my life) I need to sleep
3.
I open my eyes and I find myself weak My body on the immobile bed Everything so cold and dark I look out the window, there is a huge cloud It clouds my sight, entering my eyes, making them burn It enters my mouth, making me cough up blood Cutting my throat, without a voice to be able to scream With a razor flavor A single sigh, an attempt to take a breath Filling my lungs with rotten air I weaken every second and ... There is no cure for this virus It consumes us all slowly I see fuzzily the butterflies die I crawl to the outside of my room My skin will never feel the light again Deafened ... Dying, every time that pestilence enters more and more Making the wound deeper Take control of my body and destroy it It spreads, it expands like a plague of rats I prefer to die and not be another infected Be another sick This is the human disease
4.
Another oppressive day In this cage, looking through the bars A world from which I have been excluded Locked in this empty and twisted place A reflection of my life Sent here, to heal One lost of my being Every day, it strips away my ... another part of my soul Endless pain in my mind There will not be a tomorrow, there will not be another sunrise In this hole, the only light Blind your eyes, weaken your body, kill your thoughts And then there's a brief moment Where you close your eyes, to feel calm You lose a little strength ... ... and you relax on the bed
5.
Min kropp, mitt sinne Det händer igen Han gråter ut till mig Vill konsumeras igen Känns som efter varje bittert smuts av detta liv Jag lurar lite efter en liten stund Solljus krypande genom fönstret Ingen energi, ingen önskan att andas ytterligare en sekund Jag ser i spegeln ... Jag är torr En stor ödemark Jo, jag har släppt allt från mig Jag måste gå djupare den här gången Där den där sprickan verkar sluta Bara där kommer jag att finna befrielsen Även om ... allt verkar vara damm Jag kommer bara lägga mig tillbaka och låt det flöda Vad driver min arm till mina fingrar Dripping, det lugnande ljudet Och en gång så ... trött och utmattad ... kan jag stänga mina ögon

about

Psych Ward 6 is an international project that was founded in 2017 by Ryder Skratt Moses from Hanging Freedom "formerly known as Self-Inflicted" (Guitar and Drums in Alberta Canada) and Patient-78424325 from Cry of Doom / Afraid of Memories / Urban Gray (Vocals, Keyboard, Synth and Piano in Mexico City)

This album is about the feelings that one feels when being in an asylum. The process that leads to leaving society (if we ever were) treating your addictions, being medicated to "improve your health" fight against your internal demons, pretend that you recovered and reintegrate into society while watching you as a weirdo out of the most rotten sewer

The album is NYP (Name Your Price) you can download it for free, or you can leave a donation to support the band so we can continue uploading music and even in future releases, publish physical versions such as CDs, cassettes or Vinyls, if you wish not to donate , there is no problem, we will continue our art

The photos on this page are by Egon Eisenberg

Psychiatric Manifestation #1

"It's full of sadness, empty and it's full of disdain, cries that really break your heart, and deep lyrics really really hard to bear"
- I'm the S of DSBM

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released August 10, 2018

Recording & Mastering in Golgotha Recording Studio

Mixed & Mastered by Skratt.
Artwork by Skratt.
Photography by Egon Eisenberg

Skratt - Composer | Guitars | Drums | Percussion | Keyboard on track 1

Patient-78424325 - Vocals | Lyrics | Electronics in track 2

Vocals guest
Uriel Ramirez (Verk Avvist) from Black Pesten - Vocals in track 5

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