Ritualistic ambient noise rattling deep within the gullet of this Siberian shaman, operating from the deepest reaches of frozen Mother Russia. Present here are Tuvan throat singing, handmade wind instruments, befleshed percussion, mouth harp, industrial hissing, and the ringing clarion of shotguns fired out into the wintry night. A practitioner of the darkest militant form of Bon-po Buddhism and also more esoteric rites - as evidenced by the Black Sun circle themes (the band name and album title can both translate to mean Black Sun) - this mysterious hermit declares one man war on the light. An alternate loose translation of the band moniker:Cthonic
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