Homo Protognathus

by PROGNATHE

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This record is the first of a series of EPs in which PROGNATHE will explore different aspects of their cave art.

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released July 1, 2019

Line-up:
Lundi Galilao - guitars, voices, programming
Victor Bestiole - bass, voices

Credits:
Recorded & mixed by Lundi Galilao
Mastered by Gloria Tetanos
All music, lyrics and artwork by Prognathe

Peccata Mundi Records - 2019

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PROGNATHE Toulouse, France

They don't smell good.
They don't shave.
They bite.
They're not smart.

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Track Name: Transcendental Saliva
Triangula,
From primal lava
Gave birth to itself in a
Burst of dejecta
Transcendental saliva
Primal
Triangula,

In the beginning,
Silent aether was rife
Empty and cold
Space and time were void
There was no light nor life
Then came a sound
And the sound was god

Created the world
Separate the light from night
Then she created the spheres and time
Fecundate the skies

Three gods, three modes, three roles, na-scent gods
Almighty power
Three roles, three modes, three gods
Almighty beings

Three gods / The first born, sovereign of the sky
Three modes / Second son, leader of the seas
Three roles / She, the youngest, schooling the earth
Fearsome gods
Almighty power / Sent to earth, to maintain and order
Three roles / They deceived, followed their own plans
Three modes / Scorching earth, altering the borders
Three gods / Drowning mountains under the waves

They played with the creation and made a mess
Burst Blaze Burn Boil
They preyed on a creation they don’t possess
Burst Blaze Burn Boil

They failed their mighty mother in the process
And they saw it was bad
And they saw it was bad
This fall from grace will cost them their saintliness
For they saw it was bad
They won’t be glorified
For they knew punishment would strike,
Banishment and fright
Track Name: Suture Breed Machine
Fate
Ignorant of the sacred design
Once again
Creators will give birth to the Man
Blame
Blaming the blindness of the divine
Take revenge
They will take the control of their land
Take the control and command

Who was once created
Will recreate

Who was once begotten
Will not forget
Will not tolerate

Disdain
Ignorant of the sacred design
Once again
Creators will give birth to the Man
Blame
Blaming the blindness of the divine
Take revenge
They will take the control of their land

When
The gods gathered
To conceive
A new flesh to dwell (in)

When
Hatching the egg
Did they know
A new breed would come
A new breed, born

Constrained
To brood on the egg
Warming it, nursing it
We tend
Prepare the hatching
Unleashing, revealing the son
Revealing the son

Our saviour is born
Slobbering, thundering,
Complete
Stand before the One
Slaughtering, butchering,
Defeat

When
The gods gathered
To conceive
A new flesh to dwell (in)

When
Hatching the egg
Did they know
A new breed would come
A new breed born
Track Name: And The Living Is Born
Creators, concealing the abuse
And the mistakes they wore
Haters, laziness was their muse
And the living is born

They fecundate the soil
They spread the seeds
Born
They incubate the spawn
And the living is born

Semen from the gods wetted the soil
Saturate
Filling all the cracks, flooding the caves
Impregnate
And the holy seeds to multiply
Germinate
First among the beasts, we are the ones
Our fate sealed off by the gods

Gods created our pitiful essence
What they did we shall recall
But condemned to a dreadful existence,
To obey their will, to repay their bill,
Our breed was young and pubescent
What we were we shall recall
We’re the slaves, our task is indecent,
to rebuild the earth, to repair what was once whole

What they did we shall remember
We’re the slaves, we shall surrender

Born
Gods created our pitiful essence
What they did we shall recall
What they did we shall remember
We’re the slaves, our task is indecent,
to rebuild the earth,
We’re the slaves, we shall surrender

Born

What they did we shall remember
We’re the slaves, we shall surrender.
Born

Repairing the earth
Moving mountains and digging seas
Putting out the fires
Moving mountains and repairing what was once whole
Track Name: Crack The Whip
Scorn
Dark clouds of rage
Fill up the sky,
Back in anger, she descends on us
Behold the one
Hail to the mother of a thousand young
Put to the test
Shamefully failed
The gods gather for their sacrifice
Shame on the three
Hail to the righter of a thousand wrongs

Hail to the mother of a thousand young
Teacher of gods
Maker of kings
Hail to the righter of a thousand wrongs
Fallen despots
Stripped of their might
Oh!

Change them
Alter their marrow, their shape,
One by one
Elementals
Back to their primal essence
One by one

Oh mother,
All-knowing keeper of truth,
Lessen our shame
End our guilt
We do repent

Your ire
Shall be softened by our pain
Lessen our shame
We do repent
End our guilt
Please do relent

In vain
No answer was heard
Echoes
Their laments fade away
They prayed
But the curse was sealed
Deprived
Of forgiveness, they prayed
In vain

Disembodied
And reduced to their primal essence
Wrath
Lightning and rain,
And serpent egg was their decadence
Wrath
hail to the one
Hail to the mother of a thousand young

Hail to the mother of a thousand young
Teacher of gods
Maker of kings
Hail to the righter of a thousand wrongs
Fallen despots
Stripped of their might
Oh!

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