Hybrid Creation

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“They’ve promised that dreams can come true - but forgot to mention that nightmares are dreams, too.” - Oscar Wilde

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released November 30, 2012

Live Line Up:
Andrzej Komarek - guitars
Balcer - drums & percussion
Dominik Gryżboń - guitars
Przemysław Kajnat - vocals & bass

Recording Session Line Up
Andrzej Komarek - all guitars, arrangements, bass in: „Mars, The Bringer Of War”, „Fragrance Of Old”, „Weakness”
Dominik Gryżboń - guitar solo
Przemysław Kajnat - vocals & arrangements
Marcin “Talar” Tatar - drums & percussion arrangements, midi programming
Marcin „Vraath” Majewski - bass in: „Lord Of The Waste”, „Inamorata”, „Chain Caterpillar”, „Great Silence”, „Here And Now”

Special Guests:
Konrad „Destroyer” Ramotowski - guitar solo in „Weakness”
Paweł Kucypera - special sound effects in: „Fragrance Of Old”, „Inamorata”, „Weakness”
Piotr Rokosz - Keyboards in: „Mars, The Bringer Of War”, „Fragrance Of Old”, „Inamorata”, „Chain Caterpillar”
Sławomir Ćwiękała - guitar solo in „Mars, The Bringer Of War”

All music by PRAESEPE, except “Mars, the Bringer of War” - Gustav Holst & PRAESEPE
Lyrics by Przemysław Kajnat, Paweł Kucypera, Dariusz Bielesz

Recorded, mixed & mastered 2011-2012 London U.K.
Mixed & Mastered by Widek Records, Gdynia, Poland
Produced by Widek (www.widekrecords.com)
Vocals recorded at Posato Production (www.posatoproduction.com), London, U.K.

Layout by Andrzej Komarek & Ewa Małgorzata Lachowicz
Band photos & background photos by Ewa Małgorzata Lachowicz (www.ewalachowicz.com)
Logo Concept by Mateusz Ługowski, Lisa Jonsson and Andrzej Komarek
Name “PRAESEPE” by astronomical master Mateusz Jurecki

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Track Name: Lord Of The Waste
A king of this waste pit,
You are what you eat,
So full of yourself
While bathing in shit.

You satiate your eyes,
With piles of lies
They are all but yours!
This pigpen – your prise!

Bearing the cowshed crown
Proudly you squek,
From dusk till dawn,
You spit on the weak.

Crawl!
Crawl!
CRAWL!

(1:56) Guitar Solo 1 - Dominik Gryżboń

Bearing the cowshed crown
Proudly you squek,
From dusk till dawn,
You spit on the weak.

You stand proud and strong,
Corrupt to the bone,
You shed not one tear,
That you're all alone.

Crawl shall these worms,
For them you're a god,
They live but to serve,
Whenever you nod.

You torment those runts
impatiently cough
Expecting them servants
To refill your trough.

Crawl!
Crawl!
CRAWL!

(3:57) Guitar Solo 2 - Andrzej Komarek

Bearing the cowshed crown
Proudly you squek,
From dusk till dawn,
You spit on the weak.
Track Name: Fragrance Of Old
"Fragrance Of Old"

(1:44) Lead - Andrzej Komarek

I call thee,
my thirsty demons!
Can the surging sea,
tear my heart from thee?
Can distant dwelling drain
The ancestral blood
that warms my veins?
Isle, of my Fathers!
hear the filial song
Of him, whose sources
only to thou belong!
By the mighty hand
was carved from the land

I call thee,
my thirsty demons!
Can the surging sea,
tear my heart from thee?

(3:58) Lead - Andrzej Komarek

Can distant dwelling drain
The ancestral blood
that warms my veins?
Isle of my Fathers!
hear the filial song
Of him, whose sources
only to thou belong!
By the mighty hand
was carved from the land

Thy matchless sons
The foundation laid
Thy matchless arts

The nation made
Hail! Pale shades

Their tombs are crumbling
in the desert around,
Whilst I, across the sea,
but dream of that sound
that used to be truth
in the elder days
Return, Sweet Vision!
Allow me again
Be when we all were
more than a wind
of pain and despair
Can this be dreaming?
Must my eyelids close
That I may catch
the fragrance of the rose?
Track Name: Inamorata
"Inamorata"

Come forth, rich in cruelty,
God's tiger, fine atrocity!
My wallowing in your foretop storm
Remains my deepest urge.

My sore head I wish to bury
In your dresses, so full of your stench
To breathe in, as a flower in agony,
The sweet smell of a rotten love.

I wish to sleep! I value dreams above life.
In a dream that is death's sweetest presage
I shall cover your copper body
In kisses of admiration and desire.

Your bed's depths only
Can drain my moans and sighs.

I shall suckle to drown my harms,
Wolfsbane and hemlock juice
From your nipples, sharp, narcoting,
From the breast that has never
Welcomed heart...

My sore head I wish to bury
In your dresses, so full of your stench
To breathe in, as a flower in agony,
The sweet smell of a rotten love.

I wish to sleep! I value dreams above life.
In a dream that is death's sweetest presage
I shall cover your copper body
In kisses of admiration and desire.

Thy lips' forgetfullnes offering,
which I wish to feast upon.

I shall suckle to drown my harms,
Wolfsbane and hemlock juice
From your nipples, sharp, narcoting,
From the breast that has never
Welcomed heart...
Track Name: Weakness
"Weakness"

Drained
Stucked
In the traffic lights
Cold as ice
Look no further
This is it

Guitar Solo 1 - Andrzej Komarek

It's been so long
Maybe too long
A grim joke
Nobody gets this

Guitar Solo 2 - Destroyer

So far away
I'm still reaching out
Why should I leave when it doesn’t feel right
Getting to the point of no turning back
My very last breath
Will go through your lungs
Then came the night
Shadows fall
Last lonley hours
Dying source
Was it just a dream?
I'll never know
Way up high
Down below

Laid flower
Set on fire
What would be your last wish?
Unbroken heart or
Mourning palace

Guitar Solo 3 - Dominik Gryżboń

It's been so long
maybe to long
a grim joke
nobody gets this

Guitar Solo 4 - Dominik Gryżboń
Track Name: Chain Caterpillar
"Chain Caterpillar"

Like a ponderous lead hull, the sky
Crushes a mind given as pray
For the evil-eyed boredom's feast
Flaunts beside the mist shade,
A grey luminescence,
Day's light debased
More than a night's grave

The soil formed to a moist cell,
From where hope flees, this timid beast,
Like a bat hitting the vault
Wrecks shiftlessly against a moldy wall

The bells will toll in furious anger.

Like a ponderous lead hull, the sky
Crushes a mind given as pray
For the evil-eyed boredom's feast
Flaunts beside the mist shade...

In my soul a burial with no orchestra crawls
In decomposing silence, only hope yawns
And a dreadful anguish

The bells will toll in furious anger.

Lead - Kamil Jakubowski
Track Name: Great Silence
"Great Silence"

Absorbed in own thoughts
We breathing of stigma existence
Thoughtfully in the silence of lonely wanderings
Having the key to part of the truth
We breathe quietly
Monotonous pace, we go further

Cortege towards the infinite path
Dried, weathered
Dirty and sweaty
Malodorous of life
Effort degraded
Overwhelmed
Flooding into the mud
Humiliated

We keep a book of our superstitions
We weep in solitude
Harmonic discord fooled
Impetuous stream we're flowing
Cradled his melody
Purified and immaculate
Odorous of death
Solaced by calm
Persevered
Emerge
Raised

Following the freedom
Silently singing sorrowful song
Stunned melody of nature
Track Name: Here And Now
"Here And Now"

Here And Now There's No Boundaries
Here And Now Only Flesh And Bones
Here And Now No Illusions
Nothing Happens For A Reason At All
One Time We Where Children Of God
Here And Now There's No Glory
Here And Now Only Filthy Soil
Here And Now No Illusions
Nothing Happens For A Reason At All
One Time We Were Children Of God
On The Fields Of Blood
At The Great White Gates
But Now Take My Hand
Lead Me To The Unknown End
Here And Now There's No Boundaries
Here And Now Only Flesh And Bones
Here And Now No Illusions
Nothing Happens For A Reason At All
One Time We Were Children Of God
On The Fields Of Blood
At The Great White Gates
But Now Take My Hand
Lead Me To The Unknown End
Here And Now...