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CBTS finds its roots in a land of mystical traditions and forgotten legends. An ancient lineage of occult practitioners initiated him from childhood into forbidden rituals and ancient grimoires.
He learned to read the signs, listen to haunted forests, and channel invisible energies.
Over the years, he collected manuscripts, talismans, and forgotten symbols. He became a sonic alchemist, a gateway between worlds.
CBTS discovered the existence of an ancient rite to summon shadows. By performing it, he fused the legacy of his lineage with his own explorations.
CBTS invokes ancient rites through telluric basslines and tribal percussion. Each set becomes a black mass. Each track, an offering.
No face, no name.
Just the echo of an ancient world.
Born from the void.
Bound to the rhythm.
Obeying the call of the hidden
He learned to read the signs, listen to haunted forests, and channel invisible energies.
Over the years, he collected manuscripts, talismans, and forgotten symbols. He became a sonic alchemist, a gateway between worlds.
CBTS discovered the existence of an ancient rite to summon shadows. By performing it, he fused the legacy of his lineage with his own explorations.
CBTS invokes ancient rites through telluric basslines and tribal percussion. Each set becomes a black mass. Each track, an offering.
No face, no name.
Just the echo of an ancient world.
Born from the void.
Bound to the rhythm.
Obeying the call of the hidden