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Entrance into the dark underworlds, 

 

with sparkling magicians, 

 

casting spells of sound

 

agains darknes from Voids Rift

The balance of the VOID is broken.

Somewhere in the north,
between forests and a forgotten valley,
a rift has opened.

From it spreads a dark energy
that does not belong to this world.

The Guardians can no longer hold it alone.
Only movement, rhythm and trance weaken the portal.

That is why you were chosen.

You are not a spectator.
You are part of the ritual.
Every step, every motion, every beat matters.

Do you have the strength
to stand with the Rift Keepers
and help seal the dark portal before the VOID consumes everything?

 

 

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non-stop witchcraft
The whispers bring all kinds of characters from 12 different dimensions with special forces.

from necromancers to healers

They are the ones who heard the call of the VOID gate,
coming to join forces of magic to bring the VOID back into balance.

necropsycho

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Tzu~jan

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Kinetikflux

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logicpsycho

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Animated zone

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samsara

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jonnycrash

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abstrakticus

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bardo

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Aku

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dregspin

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behind darkness

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ChakMo'ol

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chinaski

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circusfreq

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ego eraser

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FunkShape

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gryndas

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gund

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hanewata

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hanzzz

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kleiny

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lemanik

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leocitas

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marduk

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mimir

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nawala

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nocult

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nocturnes creatures

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nopressure

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oxomo

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panchikarana

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phreneticus

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psilostatic

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saadhuk

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satyrium

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snaketake

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starvin marvin

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Terashade & yucara

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weirdly wired

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Do you have some magic ?

WHAT AWAITS YOU ?

The whispers are true.

A Rift has opened once again.

The dark forces of the Void have overflowed.

The balance is broken.

The RIFT KEEPERS must gather once more,
to wield their magic,
restore the balance,
and seal the Gate.

You
must find your way to this place.

lengends

Portal of Void

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Luminous priests

RIFT KEEPERS from 12 dimensions

Silent Casters

THE SACRED STRUCTURE

Main quest

Bring your magic to our story, help us close the portal of the Void and bring balance BACK !

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We need 24/7, from Wednesdays till Sundays, to cast spells and bring balance properly back.

silent spell casters

Not all magic is spoken. They are wanderers, drawn or lost, carrying unseen forces within them. Their role is not to lead the ritual, but to sustain it. Without their silent spells, the story would weaken.

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heal the void

weirdly wired

Pew Pew Pew

2h star pew pewing

From tangled circuits of memory and motion,
where friendship becomes frequency
and nostalgia mutates into propulsion,
emerges Weirdly Wired.

Weirdly Wired is a bond —
two friends moving as one current:
Sebastian O. (Funkshape) and Joy R. (Perpetuum).
Not a coincidence.
A shared obsession,
wired long before the ritual had a name.

Their sound bends time.
Fragments of late-90s and early-2000s psychedelia
are pulled through fractal machines,
rewired into twisted, high-energy visions
that feel both familiar and dangerous.
This is nostalgia sharpened into motion —
uplifting, restless, impossible to stand still to.

Grooves surge with playful intensity,
leads scream like remembered dreams,
and rhythms refuse stillness.
Their music is designed to move bodies
and ignite collective momentum,
spreading energy like a chain reaction
across the dancefloor.

Rooted in Austria and carried across Europe,
their ritual has echoed through countless gatherings,
including the legendary Masters of Puppets in the Czech Republic.
Aligned with Damaru Records,
they continue to expand their signal,
drawing more listeners into their strange, wired universe.

Weirdly Wired never stop experimenting.
Every set is a recalibration,
every track a new configuration of joy, chaos, and intent.
The energy comes not from formula,
but from genuine passion
and the trust between two minds
that dare to stay connected.

In Rabbit VOID,
Weirdly Wired arrive as architects of ecstatic recall —
bridging past and future,
friendship and frenzy,
and reminding us that some connections,
once made,
never power down.

🜏 Remember the feeling.
🜏 Move with it.
🜏 Stay wired.

Tzu~Jan

Follow the whispers

3h witchcraft

Born from the union of two minds —
Sebastian, known as Infra,
and Natalie —
their presence is not a project,
but a shared vision.

Their sound grows from the living world and the surreal unseen.
Deep bass pulses like underground roots,
unique sound design twists perception,
and melodic fragments appear and vanish
like memories from another life.

Tzu-Jan do not seek control.
They search for a state beyond thought —
an authentic, spontaneous way of being
where instinct leads and the mind dissolves.

Each story they tell is psychedelic and fluid,
inviting listeners to surrender —
at home,
and on the dance floor —
to the same altered state.

In Rabbit VOID, they arrive
as guides through the natural and the unreal,
where sound becomes landscape
and movement becomes instinct.

Kitektic Flux

follow the whispers

3h of summoning

From the inner chambers of the mind,
where obsession becomes devotion,
emerges Kinetik Flux —
Renaud.

His first offering was not electronic.
In 2005, he spoke through strings and wood,
learning the language of vibration and tension.
But the current pulled him deeper,
into the psychedelic realms
where sound abandons form.

By 2011, the path revealed itself.
Dark.
Experimental.
Uncompromising.

Since then, he has shaped his art in shadow,
weaving diversified psytrance forms
charged with tension, ritual, and decay.
Each track a fragment of an evolving mind,
each frequency sharpened with intent.

His devotion is total.
Music is not his craft —
it is his illness and his salvation.
His body is given to it.
His life is bound to it.

He wakes with one purpose:
to produce sound worthy of obsession.

In Rabbit VOID,
he does not perform for the crowd —
he searches for kindred minds,
freaks hidden in the deepest corners of consciousness,
or at least,
lost together on the dancefloor.

LogicPsycho

craft new spell

2h enchantment

From the hidden circles where symbols glow
and numbers are carved into bone,
emerges Logicpsycho.

He does not compose tracks.
He casts sequences.

Each rhythm is a sigil.
Each repetition a spell.
Patterns are drawn not to explain,
but to bind the mind.

His sound is forged in secret rites —
cold pulses wrapped in whispers,
mechanical mantras looping
until thought dissolves
and instinct awakens.

Logicpsycho walks the thin line
between order and possession.
What begins as control
turns into enchantment.
What seems logical
slowly becomes psycho.

In Rabbit VOID,
he arrives as a spellweaver,
opening invisible circles on the dancefloor,
guiding bodies through trance
with precision and sorcery.

AnimatedZone

go through

2h portal opens

From the shifting edges of sound and shadow
comes a force unlike any other —
Animated Zone, the spectral union of Nocturnes Creatures and Logicpsycho.

Not merely a collaboration —
but a convergence of sonic spirits,
born in hidden chambers of the psytrance realm
and bound together through years of ritual creation.

Their journey is encoded in tracks such as Beneath Flowers and Icecream,
Materialization, ducentī and Senua’s Nightmares —
each a gateway into a fractured dimension of psyche and trance.

Animated Zone’s sound is dark and evolving,
a mosaic of deep pulses, hallucinatory textures
and towering peaks of trance that feel alive —
echoing both ancient rites and futuristic visions.

Born amidst the chaos of creation,
their music has been shaped over years,
layer by layer, forging an immersive experience
that transcends the ordinary.

In Rabbit VOID, they arrive as keepers of the glitching threshold,
where reality blurs, patterns fracture
and the pulse of sound opens portals within the mind.
Their rhythms are not just heard —
they are inhabited.

🜏 Listen closely — the Zone does not merely play…
it awakens the unseen.

Samsara

Enter your shift

2h Soul seance

From the heart of the Tyrolean Alps,
where mountains remember forgotten lives
and silence watches the stars,
emerges Samsara.

Samsara —
the infinite cycle of death and rebirth.
The eternal turning of existence.

The first signs appeared in 2011,
among underground gatherings and festivals,
hidden within alpine landscapes
across Austria and Europe.
What began as a DJ vision
slowly transformed into something deeper.

In 2016, the project was born —
not to entertain,
but to open darker realms of consciousness.

His music explores the shadowed corridors
of the human psyche,
where madness sleeps
and awakening waits.
This symphony seeks to resurrect the lost essence of insanity,
to reconnect listener and universe,
heartbeat and cosmos.

Throughout this eternal dance,
the Cosmic Eye remains awake —
observing creation and dissolution,
watching every collapse and rebirth.

Behind the ritual stands Kenzo K.,
based in Austria,
devoted to sound since 2015,
forever evolving through frequency, noise, and intention.
Each melody, each pulse, each vibration
is crafted to guide the journey
from darkness toward light,
from fragmentation toward a higher self.

In Rabbit VOID,
Samsara arrives as a cosmic witness —
a reminder that nothing ends,
everything transforms,
and the cycle never breaks.

🜏 The Eye is watching.
🜏 The cycle continues.
🜏 Follow the whisper.

Jonny Crash

cast of speed

2h possession

From the frozen north,
where machines whisper faster than thought,
emerges Jonny Crash —
also known as Jonny Blanke.

Chosen early by the current,
he absorbed electronic echoes from relics of the 90s,
already marked for acceleration.

At twelve, he carved his first spells of sound.
At fourteen, the machines answered —
and the pact was sealed.

By day, he restores the broken.
By night, he summons speed.

His magic is HI-TECH —
razor-sharp rhythms,
hyper-accelerated pulses,
frequencies cast at velocities
where thought collapses
and instinct takes over.

Always in motion,
bound to his gear like an extension of the body,
he spreads high-velocity trance
to awaken dancers through impact and momentum.

In 2018, the first sigil was released — Psychedelic Journey.
Soon after, the ritual expanded:
his first festival invocation at Wonderlands,
and initiation into the Drop Your Brain Crew.

In Rabbit VOID,
Jonny Crash arrives as a high-tech spellcaster,
driving the ritual into overdrive,
where speed becomes possession
and motion becomes survival.

Abstrakticus

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2h alchemy

Born where desert breath meets ocean pulse,
he does not simply make sound —
he weaves portals.
Through deep bass, ancient echoes, and ritualistic textures,
his compositions are keys to the shadowed self,
inviting listeners to confront what lies beneath the known.

His magic is drawn from the dark edges of psyche and spirit,
a gnostic odyssey where light and abyss are one.
Each sigil-like frequency serves not only to move the body,
but to unlock the soul’s deepest corridors,
bypassing ego and awakening divine essence.

Now, for the first time in Europe,
this Australian mystic crosses the horizon of sound,
bringing his alchemy of trance and transformation
to the realms of Rabbit VOID.
Here, space bends, time dissolves,
and sound becomes the very air we breathe.

bardo

jump in to portal

3h Violin magic

From the liminal state between breath and silence,
from the lands of Brazil,
emerges Bardo.

He does not summon sound with machines alone.
He cuts reality with strings.

Bardo is the experimental ritual
of violinist and composer Paulo Rafael —
where classical discipline collides
with high-BPM pressure
and hypnotic aggression.

The violin is not an ornament.
It is alive.
Played live,
layered into dense dissonance,
where subtle emotion and raw violence
exist in the same breath.

His craft was forged early.
At thirteen, he began studying music and composition.
Fifteen years inside symphonic orchestras
taught him control, tension, and restraint —
knowledge now broken open
and reshaped into ritual sound.

Though the producer was born only months ago,
the musician is ancient.
Every recording of the violin
is performed by his own hands,
every frequency intentional,
every scrape a spell.

As a member of Naturecords,
Bardo walks the threshold between structure and chaos.

In Rabbit VOID,
he arrives as a string-mage —
binding high-speed trance to flesh and wood,
turning the sanctuary into a vibrating chamber
where melody bleeds
and the Void listens.

🜏 Listen to the strings.
🜏 Watch the bow.
🜏 The ritual is played live.

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Dregspin

protection boost

2h tornado spins

From the shadowed depths of Leipzig,
where sound becomes a wyrd and rhythm becomes an incantation,
arises Dregspin —
the spinner of hidden spirals and desert echoes.

Dregspin is more than a project —
it is a psychedelic way of art,
a journey through ether and mind,
built from deep trance, dark psy, and emotional storylines that defy ordinary perception.

His latest rites include the enigmatic Tubes and Deserts,
a cosmic tapestry where barren expanses collide
with spiraling frequencies,
and sonic dunes shift beneath your feet.

Across his catalog — Meanings Of The Blue, Sparks Abroad, Grasp, Sedative Boundaries and Through Tears and Andesines —
each track is a fragment of a secret map,
leading deeper into trance and beyond.

When Dregspin weaves his magic,
the air thickens, pulses grow heavy,
and the listener becomes the wanderer
in a shifting labyrinth of sound.
His music does not simply move you —
it transports you,
conjuring spaces where mind and matter blur.

In Rabbit VOID,
he arrives as the keeper of hidden thresholds,
guiding seekers through cosmic dunes,
where each beat is a whisper
and every echo a riddle of the void.

🜏 Walk the spirals.
🜏 Let the desert speak.
🜏 The gate opens wider.

BehindDarkness

Black magic

2h Black Out

From the shadows where speed devours fear
and darkness learns to dance,
emerges BehindDarkness —
the ritual of Leon Krafzik.

The calling came early.
At thirteen, his ears turned away from the ordinary,
feeding only on electronic pulses —
trap, dubstep, fractured basslines —
preparing the mind for what would come.

In 2017, the veil tore open.
Psychedelic sound entered his life,
first as progressive flow and psytrance motion,
then rapidly mutating into something faster,
darker, more demanding.

Darkpsy.
Hitech.
Psycore.

There, he found his true devotion —
velocity as ritual.

In 2019, he seized control of the current
and stepped behind the decks.
What followed was obsession.
Nothing else mattered.

By early 2020, the first invocation echoed
through an old sugar factory in Rostock,
performed alongside his twin —
a blood-bound resonance awakening the floor.

From there, his presence spread across open-air rituals
and into Germany’s high-BPM underground:
Straight Outta Schacht, Rivals Rave, BPM Collective,
Camakavum, Forrest Explosion, Hive, Evolution —
each dancefloor another proof of acceleration.

In 2021, he forged a new circle —
High BPM Crew Rostock,
dedicated to cultivating darkpsy, hitech, and psycore rites
in and around the city.

By 2022, the sigil was sealed
with Black Out Records,
joining forces with Sonoluminezenz Records
and the High BPM lineage.

In Rabbit VOID,
BehindDarkness arrives as a harbinger of speed —
where darkness sharpens focus,
and fast frequencies become devotion.

🜏 Do not resist the acceleration.
🜏 The faster you go, the clearer it becomes.

Chak Mo'ol

Face the light.

4h Stand in the shadow.

From the place where shadows learn to glow,
where darkness is split open by blinding insight,
emerges Chak Mo’ol.

This is not darkness of decay.
This is illuminated darkness.

Chak Mo’ol channels forces that burn from within —
high-voltage tension wrapped in hypnotic flow,
ritual pressure sharpened by flashes of clarity.
Each frequency cuts through the Void like lightning,
revealing what was hidden,
exposing what refused to be seen.

His sound moves between abyss and awakening.
Heavy, relentless pulses carry the body deep,
while radiant surges of energy
ignite vision, focus, and presence.
It is the moment when fear dissolves
and perception sharpens.

In Rabbit VOID,
Chak Mo’ol arrives as a light-bearer of the dark ritual —
not to consume the sanctuary,
but to illuminate it from the inside.
A reminder that true darkness does not blind…
it teaches you how to see.

🜏 Stand in the shadow.
🜏 Face the light.
🜏 The ritual ignites.

Chinaski

spells of mutation

2h poisions & infections

From the cracks between underground circles,
where scenes are born and then deliberately destroyed,
emerges Henry Chinaski.

He does not follow movements.
He infects them.

Known as a DJ of Kabiri Records,
one half of Embodimental on Banyan Records,
and under the parasitic sigil
Ophiocordyceps unilateralis — Chinaski,
his presence spreads quietly,
rooting deep before revealing itself.

Once the founder of PsydonymMedia Events Berlin
and Area25,
he learned early that scenes are living organisms —
they grow, mutate, collapse,
and feed new forms of consciousness.

His music behaves the same way.
Slow possession.
Invisible pressure.
Rhythms that do not ask for attention
but take control once they are inside.

Chinaski’s sound is ritualistic and patient,
woven from organic trance,
decay, and rebirth.
Like the fungus he invokes,
it enters the host,
rewrites intention,
and moves the body without permission.

In Rabbit VOID,
he arrives not as a headliner,
but as an inevitable presence —
a reminder that the most powerful forces
do not announce themselves.

🜏 You will not notice when it begins.
🜏 Only when it is too late to resist.

CircusFreq

freakshow

2h madness

Manifested into physical form
to tell stories of our boundless existence
through psychedelic sound,
emerges Freqshow.

He does not perform.
He reveals.

From the whispering depths of the forest
to the roaring chaos of the underworld,
Freqshow bends reality with sound —
merging forest psy, dark psy
and everything that lives between shadow and root.

His music is a living narrative.
Each rhythm a chapter.
Each texture a memory pulled from beyond the veil.
What begins as groove
slowly mutates into vision,
where perception softens
and the mind starts to wander.

As one half of Kambarang,
and moving through currents such as Merakigai,
Freqshow channels collective energies,
weaving individual stories into shared trance.

Born from the project of Abstrakticus,
this incarnation explores the fragile line
between play and possession,
between circus and ritual,
between laughter and dread.

In Rabbit VOID,
Freqshow arrives as a reality-bender —
guiding dancers through shifting realms
where forest spirits laugh with demons,
and the story never ends the same way twice.

🜏 Enter the tale.
🜏 Let the world bend.
🜏 The show has already begun.

Ego eraser

erase your soul

2h pure gums

From the silent space
just before identity collapses,
emerges Ego Eraser.

They do not build personas.
They erase them.

Ego Eraser is a duality —
two minds moving as one intention,
working where masks dissolve
and certainty becomes fragile.

Their sound is a ritual of subtraction.
Layers are stripped away,
patterns repeat until thought weakens,
and the illusion of “I” begins to fade.

Dark currents flow through their frequencies,
not to dominate —
but to empty.
To silence the internal noise,
to dissolve identity,
to leave only movement and presence.

Each set is a controlled disintegration.
Hypnotic pressure.
Slow-burning tension.
Moments where the mind resists —
and loses.

In Rabbit VOID,
Ego Eraser arrive as twin operators of the ritual —
guiding dancers beyond ego,
into a shared state
where bodies move without command
and names no longer matter.

🜏 Forget who you were.
🜏 Step into what remains.
🜏 The erasure has begun.

 

Funkshape

Shape the Funk

2h Ritual

From the ancient chambers beneath the Alps,
where stone remembers every vibration,
where bass once carved symbols into flesh and bone,
arises Funkshape.

This is not a project.
This is a continuum.

In the first decade of the new millennium,
when the underground of Salzburg burned bright,
when CaveClub shook under Funktion One thunder
and PsykoActive rites opened minds without mercy,
the path was sealed.
Festivals became initiations.
Sound became law.

Years passed.
The fire did not fade.
It condensed.

In 2020, the force took shape.
Funkshape was manifested.

His sound is a living universe —
pumping basslines like gravitational waves,
screaming leads tearing open perception,
funk-infused rhythms bending time,
blasting spheres colliding in controlled chaos.
Each set is a passage through pressure and ecstasy,
each journey carved with intention.

Alliances were forged.
Acceleration called.
Through Weirdly Wired,
he stepped into faster realms,
where BPM becomes weapon
and focus becomes survival.

Another current flows alongside — Parafunk —
a bonded creation with a close ally,
where psytrance breathes,
moves,
and unfolds in fluid motion.

In Rabbit VOID,
Funkshape arrives not as a newcomer,
but as a bearer of lineage —
carrying the echoes of old systems,
the wisdom of countless dancefloors,
and the will to push forward
where sound still dares to evolve.

🜏 The bass remembers.
🜏 The shape endures.
🜏 The ritual continues.

Gryndas

hear the tension

2h tensions

From the city of kings, where stone remembers forgotten rites,
emerges Gryndas —
a seeker shaped by darkness and restraint.

For six cycles he has walked the scene,
guided not by trend,
but by echoes of the past.
Though born in Kraków,
his pilgrimage led north —
to Protokultura in Gdańsk,
a temple of sound he names his musical Mecca.

There, through the summonings of Leśna Szajka,
he encountered sets that carved themselves into memory —
producers and DJs whose spirits still whisper
through his selections today.

Gryndas moves in old-school shadows.
Dark, patient, deliberate.
He extracts forgotten resonances
from modern creations,
weaving them back into his own rituals
with surgical precision.

His music does not comfort.
It tests.
Uncertainty.
A trace of discomfort.
An uneasy, organic harmony —
these are the realms he explores,
where the listener hesitates,
then steps deeper.

Once bound to the collective Darkelicious,
he learned the power of shared shadow.
After parting ways,
the path did not end —
it transformed.

Now, a new star rises on the horizon:
Zorya Project —
a venture still forming,
charged with promise,
and watched closely by the Void.

In Rabbit VOID,
Gryndas arrives as a keeper of tension —
summoning old spirits through new forms,
guiding dancers into spaces
where comfort fades
and truth begins to surface.

🜏 Do not seek safety.
🜏 Seek resonance.
🜏 The night listens.

GunD

jump in to portal

2H shots

From the industrial veins of Łódź,
where concrete hums and shadows breed invention,
emerges Gun D —
also known as OVERGUNZ.

He is not bound to a single form.
He experiments with the entire spectrum of psychedelic sound,
shifting shapes as the ritual demands.

Under the name GUND,
he channels experimental darkpsy and techno-infused pressure,
crafting dense atmospheres where instinct overrides reason.
Through OVERGUNZ,
he unleashes raw HI-TECH acceleration,
pushing velocity to the edge of control.
And within Panchikarana —
a dark/forest alliance with Nopressure —
he dives into organic shadows,
where rhythm grows like roots in the night.

Gun D is also a co-creator of the coming sigil —
babayaga rec.®,
a new psychedelic label rising from Poland,
soon to reveal its spells to the world.

In Rabbit VOID,
he arrives as a multifaceted conjurer —
switching masks,
shifting tempo,
testing the limits of perception.
One mind.
Many rituals.

🜏 Listen closely.
🜏 Each form carries a different curse.

Hanewata

step in portal

2h magic

From the breath between worlds,
where wind carries memory and rhythm learns to fly,
emerges Hanewata.

Hanewata moves like a messenger of the unseen.
His sound is not bound to earth alone —
it lifts, fractures gravity,
and returns heavier, wiser.

Textures unfold like wings in slow motion,
then snap shut with ritual force.
Organic currents twist with shadowed frequencies,
guiding the listener through spaces
where perception softens
and instinct takes the lead.

His music is a passage —
between light and dark,
between stillness and acceleration.
A language spoken in pulses,
felt before it is understood.

In Rabbit VOID,
Hanewata arrives as a path-opener —
carving invisible routes through the sanctuary,
inviting dancers to rise, fall,
and rise again
within the same breath.

🜏 Do not stand still.
🜏 Let the current carry you.
🜏 The wings are already beating.

 

hanzzz

lets be enlighten

2h live synthcraft

From fractured signals and restless minds,
from loops that refuse to settle into silence,
emerges Hanzzz.

Hanzzz works in the space where repetition becomes trance
and tension becomes revelation.
His sound is built from restless patterns,
twisting grooves and distorted textures
that circle the listener again and again
until resistance fades.

There is something raw in his frequencies —
unfinished on purpose,
alive, breathing, mutating.
Moments of control dissolve into instability,
and from that instability
a new order is born.

His music does not guide gently.
It presses,
tests attention,
and pulls the mind into narrow corridors
where focus sharpens
and instinct takes command.

In Rabbit VOID,
Hanzzz arrives as a disturber of balance —
bending rhythm until perception slips,
turning repetition into hypnosis,
and opening cracks
through which the Void can listen.

🜏 Stay too rigid — and you break.
🜏 Move with the loop — and it opens.

Kleiny

lets go kleinyman

2h of purity

From hidden corners of the underground,
where pressure builds slowly and intention sharpens the night,
emerges Kleiny.

Kleiny moves with restraint and focus.
His selections are not rushed —
they pull you inward,
layer by layer,
until rhythm becomes a quiet command.

Dark tones weave through hypnotic structures,
grooves circle patiently,
and tension is allowed to breathe.
His sound speaks to those
who listen between the beats,
where subtle shifts carry the greatest weight.

There is a ritual quality in his flow —
not chaos,
but controlled descent.
A steady hand guiding the dancefloor
through shadowed spaces
where awareness sharpens
and movement becomes instinctive.

In Rabbit VOID,
Kleiny arrives as a keeper of atmosphere —
holding the line between calm and pressure,
preparing minds and bodies
for what follows deeper in the night.

🜏 Trust the pace.
🜏 Let the darkness settle.
🜏 The whisper grows clearer.

 

Lemanik

walks the path

3h Wachuma

From inner chambers where sound is still being forged,
where intuition speaks louder than definition,
emerges Leon Lemanik.

Leon Lemanik walks the path of becoming.
His music feels like a transmission in progress —
raw, searching, honest.
Not bound by rigid form,
but driven by curiosity and inner necessity.

Frequencies rise slowly,
testing the space,
listening back to the listener.
Grooves unfold with intention,
sometimes restrained,
sometimes breaking open,
as if the sound itself is learning how to breathe.

There is a quiet tension in his work —
a sense of movement toward something unnamed.
Not darkness for its own sake,
but depth.
Not spectacle,
but presence.

In Rabbit VOID,
Leon Lemanik arrives as a seeker within the ritual —
one who listens as much as he casts,
allowing the Void to answer back,
shaping the moment together with the dancers.

🜏 This is not a destination.
🜏 This is a step deeper.
🜏 The whisper is still forming.

 

Necropsycho

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3h set

Necropsycho aka Nuccho was formed in 2003,

his compositions hasits own personality, influences throughout its history with electronic music, folk and ancestral ethnic rhythms. With the purpose to reachthe most diverse affections from the soul by to the sounds. His workrecognized worldwide, he performed in countries of South America and Central America, Europe, India and big Brazilian Festivals. His performances are marked by long rituals unique and experimentalway.

Marduk

cast the ancient times

2h of Marduk

From the abyss where ancient names still carry power,
from realms ruled by wrath, fire, and command,
emerges Marduk.

This is not sound for comfort.
This is invocation.

Marduk channels darkpsy as a force of domination —
relentless pressure, ritual aggression,
and frequencies sharpened like blades.
Each track feels like a summoning circle drawn too deep,
where rhythm does not ask permission
and the mind is pushed beyond negotiation.

His music moves with warlike intent.
Heavy, oppressive grooves march forward,
while chaotic textures claw at perception,
breaking structure until only submission remains.
This is darkness that commands movement,
not through pleasure,
but through necessity.

In Rabbit VOID,
Marduk arrives as a harbinger of the lower realms —
feeding the Void with raw intensity,
forcing bodies to obey the pulse,
and reminding the sanctuary
that some rituals are not meant to be gentle.

🜏 Stand firm — or be crushed.
🜏 The darkness does not hesitate.
🜏 The ritual demands everything.

mimir

dont sit and sound

2h wachuma

From the roots of ancient memory,
where plants speak and silence teaches,
emerges Mimir Wachuma.

Mimir Wachuma walks the path of the seer.
His sound is not entertainment —
it is medicine.

Ritual rhythms rise like breath from the earth,
slow, deliberate, uncompromising.
Organic pulses intertwine with shadowed frequencies,
guiding the listener inward,
toward places where vision replaces thought
and instinct remembers its origin.

There is a ceremonial weight in his work —
a dialogue between nature and the Void.
Each set unfolds like a rite of passage,
where time loosens its grip
and perception opens to deeper layers of being.

This is music shaped by respect —
for ancestral wisdom,
for altered states,
for the fragile balance between darkness and clarity.

In Rabbit VOID,
Mimir Wachuma arrives as a keeper of inner gateways —
holding space for transformation,
anchoring the ritual,
allowing the sanctuary to breathe,
listen,
and heal through vibration.

🜏 Sit with the sound.
🜏 Let the roots speak.
🜏 The vision is already inside you.

 

Nawala

black magic here

2h pure darkness

From the hidden chambers of the inner world,
where shadow learns to breathe,
a current rises —
and Nawala takes form.

Here, music became the breath of the soul,
the language of the subconscious —
born from darkness,
from vulnerability,
from the relentless need
to make the unspoken audible.

Every note is a fragment of truth.
Frequencies move like secret currents beneath the skin,
diving deep into the weave of emotion,
unlocking doors to realms
that remain concealed in the night.
Like a heartbeat, the sound reverberates through the body.
Melodies spiral in light and shadow,
initiating a ritual —
a passage between world and abyss,
a dance with the ghosts of our own selves.

Within these sounds, visions intertwine:
dark hues, flickering memories,
and the unending desire
to break the boundaries
that keep the human spirit confined.

Music became origin.
Music became shield.
Music became devotion.

With every creation, another fragment is revealed —
longing silence,
storm-born strength,
and the voices of the night
that speak only
to those brave enough to listen.

Nawala’s path is already marked across the Void —
echoing through gatherings and visions yet to come,
carrying sigils from shared rites and future transmissions.

In Rabbit VOID,
Nawala arrives as a revealer of inner thresholds —
guiding the sanctuary through vulnerability, intensity,
and the beauty hidden inside the dark.

🜏 Listen closely.
🜏 What you hear is already inside you.

NoCult

Trust the instinct

2h boneless experience

From the place where symbols lose meaning
and belief systems dissolve into raw sensation,
emerges Nocult.

Nocult does not preach.
Nocult removes doctrine.

This sound is born without banners,
without hierarchy,
without names to follow.
Dark psychedelic pressure flows instinctively,
driven by repetition, tension,
and ritual intent stripped to its core.

Frequencies crawl and tighten,
slowly dismantling certainty.
Textures breathe, mutate, decay —
guiding the listener into a space
where identity loosens
and presence takes over.

There is no belief to adopt here.
Only experience.
Only the body responding
before the mind can interfere.

In Rabbit VOID,
Nocult arrives as an unbound force —
summoning trance without ideology,
feeding the sanctuary with raw perception,
and reminding us
that the deepest rituals
require no cult at all.

🜏 Let go of the symbol.
🜏 Trust the instinct.
🜏 The Void responds.

 

Nocturnes Creatures

reveal inside creature

2h manifestation of magic

They move in the spaces between night and dream.
Not performers — manifestations.

Nocturnes Creatures weave sound like a nocturnal ecosystem:
slow-breathing tension,
shadowed grooves,
and hypnotic layers that creep rather than strike.
Their frequencies are patient, observant,
unfolding like eyes adjusting to darkness.

This is music born for after midnight —
when thoughts loosen,
when the body listens before the mind reacts.
Textures crawl, mutate, and circle,
pulling the listener into a state
where time stretches
and perception becomes animal again.

There is a quiet menace in their sound,
balanced by an almost ritual calm.
Not chaos —
but controlled descent.
A walk through unseen corridors
where every step deepens awareness.

In Rabbit VOID,
Nocturnes Creatures arrive as guardians of the late hours —
feeding the sanctuary with nocturnal trance,
keeping the ritual alive
when exhaustion meets surrender
and the Void opens widest.

🜏 Stay awake.
🜏 Let the night guide you.
🜏 The creatures are already here.

 

Nopresure

sink it

1:30h intense session

From the space where tension is forged
and restraint becomes a weapon,
emerges NoPressure.

NoPressure does not rush.
He compresses.

His sound is built from weight and intent —
dark psychedelic currents tightened until they hum,
grooves that coil slowly around the body
and refuse to release.
This is pressure that teaches patience,
force that grows stronger by holding back.

Textures move like subterranean machines,
breathing, grinding, waiting.
Repetition becomes ritual.
Tension becomes clarity.
The mind searches for escape
and finds focus instead.

There is nothing accidental here.
Every frequency is measured.
Every moment deliberate.
Music that does not explode —
but crushes inward,
drawing dancers deeper
with calm inevitability.

In Rabbit VOID,
NoPressure arrives as a keeper of compression —
sustaining the ritual through density and control,
holding the line when others scatter,
proving that the heaviest force
is the one that never breaks.

🜏 Do not resist the weight.
🜏 Sink into it.
🜏 The pressure reveals the path.

oxomo

sip it

3h Turkish tea

From the murmur beneath the rhythm,
where instincts coil and sound learns to stalk,
emerges Oxomo.

Oxomoo moves through shadowed currents —
not loud, not hurried,
but inevitable.
Grooves settle deep into the body,
repeating until thought loosens
and movement answers without question.

His sound breathes with a low, organic tension.
Textures creep, distort, and reform,
carrying a primal pulse that feels older than structure.
This is trance that does not distract —
it anchors.

Each passage is a slow descent,
a tightening spiral where perception narrows
and awareness sharpens.
The dancefloor becomes a threshold,
the beat a guide through unseen corridors
of the inner night.

In Rabbit VOID,
Oxomoo arrives as a keeper of depth —
holding dancers in the undercurrent,
feeding the ritual with patience and weight,
until the Void listens closely.

🜏 Do not rush the descent.
🜏 Let the shadow carry you.
🜏 The whisper grows heavier.

panchikarana

open the gates

1h Ritual

From the deep forest where roots bind memory to earth,
where shadow and rhythm grow intertwined,
emerges Panchikarana.

Panchikarana is a duality —
the convergence of Gun D and Gryndas.
Two paths, one ritual.
One forged in experimental darkness,
the other tempered by old-school shadow and tension.

Together, they summon a living forest current.
Darkpsy and forest trance coil and breathe,
organic pressure rising from the ground,
grooves crawling beneath the skin
like roots searching for water.
This is sound that does not entertain —
it initiates.

Gun D brings shifting forms and raw experimentation,
while Gryndas carries echoes of ancestral darkness,
unease, and ritual restraint.
Their union creates a terrain
where confusion becomes navigation
and instinct becomes law.

Panchikarana is music for night journeys —
when paths disappear,
when certainty dissolves,
and the forest listens back.
Textures crackle like branches,
rhythms pulse like hidden life,
and the dancefloor turns into sacred ground.

In Rabbit VOID,
Panchikarana arrive as keepers of the forest gate —
binding dancers to the earth,
holding the ritual steady,
and guiding the sanctuary deeper
into living darkness.

🜏 Do not search for direction.
🜏 Let the roots decide.
🜏 The forest remembers you.

Phreneticus

take fractals

3h twist of reality

From the edge where reason fractures
and rhythm begins to bite,
emerges Phreneticus.

Phreneticus does not soothe the mind.
He agitates it.

His sound moves with manic clarity —
tight, relentless grooves
laced with shadowed textures
that twist perception and refuse comfort.
Patterns accelerate, collide, and sharpen,
driving focus to the brink
where thought dissolves
and instinct takes control.

There is a feral intelligence in his music.
Not chaos —
but precision pushed too far.
Each sequence tightens the grip,
each transition deepens the descent,
until the dancefloor becomes a pressure chamber
for consciousness itself.

This is trance for those who seek intensity,
for bodies that welcome strain,
for minds willing to be tested.
Phreneticus turns tension into propulsion,
and agitation into movement.

In Rabbit VOID,
Phreneticus arrives as a catalyst of frenzy —
fueling the ritual with nervous energy,
forcing motion where hesitation lingers,
and opening the Void
through sheer insistence.

🜏 Do not steady yourself.
🜏 Let the fracture guide you.
🜏 The frenzy is the key.

psilostatic

psilostatismus

2h dark drop

From the stillness that follows inner collapse,
where perception drips slowly into form,
emerges Psilostatic.

Psilostatic works in suspended states —
where time stretches,
identity loosens,
and thought dissolves into texture.
His sound is not meant to rush the body,
but to hold it
inside a living hallucination.

Frequencies breathe and hover,
pulses move with deliberate restraint,
and subtle pressure builds beneath the surface.
This is music that seeps inward,
layer by layer,
until the listener forgets
where the edge of the self once was.

There is a quiet psychedelic gravity here —
organic, introspective,
guided by intuition rather than force.
Each set unfolds like a slow vision,
where minimal motion carries maximum depth
and silence is as meaningful as sound.

In Rabbit VOID,
Psilostatic arrives as a keeper of altered stillness —
stabilizing the ritual,
opening internal spaces,
and allowing the sanctuary
to drift safely between worlds.

🜏 Slow down the breath.
🜏 Let the vision settle.
🜏 The whisper becomes clear in silence.

 

saadhuk

hook it

3h underworlds

From the path walked barefoot between worlds,
where discipline meets surrender
and sound becomes devotion,
emerges Saadhuk.

Saadhuk moves like an ascetic of rhythm.
Not chasing excess,
but stripping experience down
to its raw, vibrating core.

His sound is ritualistic and focused —
dark psychedelic currents shaped with intent,
hypnotic pressure unfolding patiently,
guiding the body into repetition
until movement turns automatic
and thought falls away.

There is austerity in his music.
A deliberate refusal of distraction.
Grooves circle like mantras,
textures pulse with inner heat,
and each transition feels like a step deeper
into disciplined trance.

This is music for endurance.
For long nights and steady breath.
For those willing to submit
not to chaos,
but to practice.

In Rabbit VOID,
Saadhuk arrives as a walker of the inner path —
holding the ritual steady,
anchoring the sanctuary in focus and persistence,
and reminding us
that true transformation
comes through repetition and intent.

🜏 Stay with the rhythm.
🜏 Let discipline become freedom.
🜏 The path opens inward.

satyrium

catch the satyr

2h of peak

From the depths where desire, fear, and devotion intertwine,
where ecstasy is born from surrender,
emerges Satyrium.

Satyrium walks the liminal path —
between pleasure and pain,
between instinct and transcendence.
His sound is seductive and unsettling,
pulling the listener into a state
where boundaries soften
and the night reveals its true face.

Dark psychedelic currents coil with ritual intent,
grooves pulsate like a living organism,
and textures drip with tension and release.
This is music that does not ask for control —
it invites surrender.

There is a primal elegance in his frequencies.
A whisper of temptation.
A surge of shadowed energy.
Each set unfolds like a nocturnal rite,
where the dancefloor becomes a sanctuary
for hidden urges and unspoken visions.

In Rabbit VOID,
Satyrium arrives as a keeper of forbidden thresholds —
guiding dancers into spaces
where instinct leads,
desire sharpens awareness,
and the Void listens without judgment.

🜏 Let go of restraint.
🜏 Follow the pull.
🜏 The night accepts you.

snaketake

howgh howgh

2h psytek

From the coils beneath conscious thought,
where instinct tightens and releases in perfect rhythm,
emerges SnakeTake.

SnakeTake moves like a living current.
Patient.
Silent.
Unavoidable.

His sound does not strike —
it wraps.
Grooves slide slowly into the body,
hypnotic pressure tightening with every repetition,
until resistance fades
and motion becomes reflex.

Dark psychedelic frequencies hiss and shimmer,
organic and dangerous,
never rushed,
never wasted.
Each transition feels like a shift of scales,
each drop a calculated constriction
around perception itself.

There is primal intelligence in this music.
Not chaos,
but instinct refined.
The dancefloor turns into a hunting ground
where awareness sharpens
and the body remembers
how to move without thinking.

In Rabbit VOID,
SnakeTake arrives as a serpent of the ritual —
circling the sanctuary,
binding dancers to the pulse,
teaching surrender through precision and patience.

🜏 Do not fight the coil.
🜏 Breathe with the rhythm.
🜏 The grip is intentional.

starvin marvin

wachumus

2h starving madness

From the hunger that sharpens vision,
from fasting minds and open veins of perception,
emerges Wachuma Starvin Marvin.

He does not arrive to feed the ego.
He arrives to starve it.

Wachuma Starvin Marvin channels altered states
where discipline meets delirium.
His sound is a ceremonial pressure —
slow-burning, relentless,
guiding the body through thresholds
where comfort dissolves
and clarity begins to sting.

Organic rhythms pulse like ritual breath,
textures shimmer with hallucinatory heat,
and repetition becomes a tool
to peel layers from awareness.
This is trance as initiation,
sound as endurance,
movement as medicine.

There is devotion in his frequencies.
A refusal to numb.
A willingness to stay present
while the mind tries to escape.
Each set unfolds like a fast —
emptying the surface
to reveal what remains underneath.

In Rabbit VOID,
Wachuma Starvin Marvin arrives as a keeper of the inner trial —
holding space for transformation,
testing resolve,
and guiding the sanctuary
through hunger, vision,
and hard-earned insight.

🜏 Do not seek comfort.
🜏 Stay with the sensation.
🜏 What remains is real.

Terashade   &  Yucara

crawling madness

3h spell cast

 

From a rare convergence of paths,
where union meets transmission
and devotion multiplies itself,
a triple ritual is formed.

First, Terashade —
a couple bound by sound.
Two shadows intertwined,
sharing descent, sharing intention.
Their music is sacrifice made audible —
dark, intimate, uncompromising.
A pulse born from closeness,
where aggression and vulnerability
hold each other at the edge of the abyss.

Then enters Yucara —
a live conduit of experimental psychedelia,
aligned with MetaCortex Records,
channeling frequencies that do not repeat
but evolve in the moment.
Sound here is alive, unstable,
woven from raw signal, motion,
and the courage to let the unknown speak first.

Together, they do not perform side by side —
they merge.

Three minds.
One expanding organism.

Terashade’s shared descent opens the gate.
Yucara’s live transmission bends the space inside it.
Darkness deepens.
Structure dissolves.
The ritual becomes collective,
unpredictable,
alive.

In Rabbit VOID,
this convergence manifests as a singular ceremony —
where relationship, experimentation,
and live presence collide.
A reminder that the most powerful magic
is not solo,
but shared.

🜏 Enter together.
🜏 Witness the merge.
🜏 This ritual happens only once.