CH.H.B

Architect of systems. Writer of decay. Forger of cold soundscapes. This  is the sonic and visceral extension of my world. No compromise. No poetic fat. Only the freezing logic that drives my mind and the raw, heavy darkness that beats in my heart. 

 Get pulled into the dark of my mind and heart. Read and Listen.

100% human writer, songwriter.

So beware of copyrights.