YANWYTYA - Through The Prism Of Flesh

'Murder the prison of reason
Patients filed from the ward
Tiny hands control us
An evasive plan
To divide and shape us alone

The road is wrecked
Littered with
The ruined half-aware

Cut me like a leader
Futures cast from bone
You can retrieve the 
Shattered pieces of you

Never real
Always true'

New guitar-based, post-industrial project from August Skipper, YANWYTYA makes vocal driven songs unfolding in a psychotic haze, minimal, muscular & violent. 

Through The Prism Of Flesh is a 7-track album, spanning cosmic-horror doom-gaze to datura strip-club soundtrack, paranoid Artaudian Gnosticism to the musings of a botched evolutionary voyeur.

releases September 20, 2022 

Logo Design: Serj Romashov 
All songs written, mixed & mastered by YANWYTYA

Through The Prism OF Flesh _ 12th AS Master

YANWYTYA - Never Real, Always True

An ice age torn from confusion
Until love strikes blood again
Veil drawn close to the edge
A politician seeking to represent the void

A thought to realise insincerely
Open your heart
Skinned back
Exposed to the illusion

Host awaken me
Will of one eye
Again letting go of tomorrow
But a medic can murder to stop

Host awaken me
Will of one eye
Again letting go of tomorrow
But a medic can murder
To stop a lie

Identifying the drive
Which you repeat alone
Piecing the shadow
Piercing the veil 
Of you

New guitar-based, post-industrial project from August Skipper, YANWYTYA makes vocal driven songs unfolding in a psychotic haze, minimal, muscular & violent.

Through The Prism Of Flesh is a 7-track album, spanning cosmic-horror doom-gaze to datura strip-club soundtrack, paranoid Artaudian Gnosticism to the musings of a botched evolutionary voyeur.

releases September 20, 2022

Logo Design: Serj Romashov
All songs written, mixed & mastered by YANWYTYA

Through The Prism Of Flesh

YANWYTYA - Hide A Mineral Inside Yourself

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Once buried concepts 
Crawl through the ear
An animal wounded
Shaping its design

In absence of other
Where everything is clear
Collapsing into me
Genetic pleasure

The appalling reoccurs
Through the prism of flesh

No God breathing life into dust
Warring on the inside
No bent claw shaping history
Just an ape that lingers in the shadows

Through the prison of flesh
A new self is formed

No God whispers to me
From hatred to awestruck
Past ascension’s failures

No cult leader to feed
Revealing the nothing
Which dwells at the core of your core

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New guitar-based, post-industrial project from August Skipper, YANWYTYA makes vocal driven songs unfolding in a psychotic haze, minimal, muscular & violent.

Through The Prism Of Flesh is a 7-track album, spanning cosmic-horror doom-gaze to datura strip-club soundtrack, paranoid Artaudian Gnosticism to the musings of a botched evolutionary voyeur.

releases September 20, 2022

Logo Design: Serj Romashov 
All songs written, mixed & mastered by YANWYTYA

New guitar-based, post-industrial project from August Skipper, YANWYTYA makes vocal driven songs unfolding in a psychotic haze, minimal, muscular & violent.

Through The Prism Of Flesh is a 7-track album, spanning cosmic-horror doom-gaze to datura strip-club soundtrack, paranoid Artaudian Gnosticism to the musings of a botched evolutionary voyeur.

releases September 20, 2022

Label: Instruments Of Discipline
https://instrumentsofdiscipline.bandcamp.com/album/through-the-prism-of-flesh

Logo Design: Serj Romashov

All songs written, mixed & mastered by YANWYTYA

YANWYTYA - Love's Secret Purpose

Clawed back from the edge of hatred
Thorn inside the hidden glove
A detail ripped from the shadows
The corpse of the city towers over you

Now pray for the factions 
Whose heresy
Is revealing the error

A sacrifice to the awakened
Whispers inside the vatic slums

More than a pale contradiction
As murder proliferates
Killer’s ID obscured
A pale hologram 
Concealing the terror

A permanent Rorschach
Pavement blooms in blood
In the morbid fascination 
Of a mantra

Lie awake and 
stare at the ceiling
Until the edges shift
The universe will assess your case

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New guitar-based, post-industrial project from August Skipper, YANWYTYA makes vocal driven songs unfolding in a psychotic haze, minimal, muscular & violent.

Through The Prism Of Flesh is a 7-track album, spanning cosmic-horror doom-gaze to datura strip-club soundtrack, paranoid Artaudian Gnosticism to the musings of a botched evolutionary voyeur.

releases September 20, 2022

Logo Design: Serj Romashov
All songs written, mixed & mastered by YANWYTYA

Through The Prism Of Felsh

YANWYTYA - Vatic Slums

Colours bleeding
Are you nearly alive

Touch 
Dream
Colours bleeding

Birthed eyes
Are you nearly alive
Drug feeding
Fate unlearned

When you feel the drug leaving
Hollow in your spine
Return a tear where feelings lay

Drug leaving
A bullet in your mind
Return a tear where feelings lay
Or lie

Colours bleeding
Are you nearly alive

Touch 
Dream
Colours bleeding
Fate unlearned

When you feel the drug leaving 
Hollow in your heart
Return a tear where feelings lay

Drug leaving 
A bullet in your mind
Return a tear where feelings lay
Feeling peachy
Return a tear where feelings lay

I will never be close to you


Drug leaving a hollow in your heart
Return a tear where feelings lay
Drug leaving a bullet in your mind
Return a tear where feelings lay

I will never be close to you

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New guitar-based, post-industrial project from August Skipper, YANWYTYA makes vocal driven songs unfolding in a psychotic haze, minimal, muscular & violent.

Through The Prism Of Flesh is a 7-track album, spanning cosmic-horror doom-gaze to datura strip-club soundtrack, paranoid Artaudian Gnosticism to the musings of a botched evolutionary voyeur.

Logo Design: Serj Romashov
All songs written, mixed & mastered by YANWYTYA

YANWYTYA - Drug Takes Effect

Sentinel cast forth from the Censor’s eye
Through a tear in true perception’s law
Shadow vision pornography
As the seed swells to consume the whole

But I can taste the tongue behind mine
A thousand windows broken open

Two thoughts consume you
To exist outside the true one
Is both psychosis and God

Flesh prepared for your transition
A tomb to cast into infinity
The angels crushed into a perfect cube

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New guitar-based, post-industrial project from August Skipper, YANWYTYA makes vocal driven songs unfolding in a psychotic haze, minimal, muscular & violent.

Through The Prism Of Flesh is a 7-track album, spanning cosmic-horror doom-gaze to datura strip-club soundtrack, paranoid Artaudian Gnosticism to the musings of a botched evolutionary voyeur.

Logo Design: Serj Romashov
All songs written, mixed & mastered by YANWYTYA

YANWYTYA - Oblivion Generator

Experimental, techno, noise label based in Berlin.

YANWYTYA - Through The Prism Of Flesh

Instruments of Discipline