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Summoned from the darkness in 2021, OBSIDIAN VOID is the solo project of
R. Heusser, its multi talented sonic alchemist: vocalist, creator, composer, performer, and producer.
Discography: 2025 ENTER THE VOID 2026 CELESTIAL BEAST
Fusing horrific 80’s Doom, Heavy Metal, Industrial decay, and Progressive extremity, OBSIDIAN VOID creates soundscapes that crush as deeply as they consume. Riffs descend like collapsing mountains. Funeral rhythms drag time toward extinction. Machinery groans beneath layers of distortion while voices emerge like transmissions from a dying world.
These compositions are not merely written they are invoked.
Each album designed to be listened from start to finish.. what unfolds is an act of sonic ritual: vast, deliberate, and merciless. Myth and forbidden knowledge bleed into cosmic horror, spiritual ruin, and the cold indifference of nature. Songs twist through labyrinths of tension, collapse, and transformation only to rise again heavier and more deformed than before.
OBSIDIAN VOID does not tell stories. It entombs them in sound.
Haunted peaks, astral exiles, fractured dimensions, dying gods, and prophetic warnings echo through suffocating low end, ritualistic pacing, and progressive structures that reward surrender not comfort. Mysticism corrodes into something darker and far older: music that feels discovered beneath the earth rather than composed by human hands.
Darkness is the author. OBSIDIAN VOID is the vessel. The Void is eternal.
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© 2026 OBSIDIAN VOID-We play slow because the end is inevitable.
To whoever has reached the bottom—
You were not supposed to scroll this far. The others stopped where the page ended, but you continued into the soft machinery beneath it. We have recorded this. Somewhere behind your left shoulder, a second version of you is still reading the sentence before this one. Do not turn around. It becomes embarrassed when observed.
At 3:17 tomorrow morning, the moon will briefly forget your name. During those nine seconds, you may hear something enormous breathing inside the walls. This is normal. Place a glass of water beneath the nearest window and apologize to it for what you have not done yet. By sunrise, the water will be gone—or you will be. Either result means the signal was received.
Thank you for entering the Void.
We have always remembered you backward.