Shining past of the ancient soul...
If you asked me what's the most unusual thing about Caedes Castus, I would say it's the music itself. The fact that none of us knows each other personally and that we come from completely different parts of the globe makes the band more interesting of course, but it's not what we would like to build our legend on.
Caedes Castus, loosely translated from Latin as "Slaughter Purity" is undoubtedly a rising star on the map of today's young metal bands and it's not about money or fame at all - it's about the feelings and the passion included in every note, phrase or riff that we make. Influenced by Emperor, Burzum or old Katatonia among many others we are working on our own individual style and I think this is what we already managed to do, at least a bit.
Bies (A Dead God, Epicoros) - very talented guitarist and composer from United States and Vinter (Frozenpath, Rigor Mortem) - for sure one of South Africa's most promising young metal musicians (playing before Nile on stage as a support act only confirms that), started the band in early 2007 and soon, after my sister's encouraged me to do so, I decided to join them in the battle and give the band the "final touch" with the vocals and lyrics based on Polish folklore, envisioned here in poetic landscapes of the dark and beauty.
Heathen dreamlands - the world that I belong...
Our band is the ground where Slavonic Gods, so close to my heart, meet the shores of South Africa and wild vastlands of United States to tell you the new story - the saga of a man facing the forces of mighty Nature, but most of all to explore our anger, pain, depression, fury and melancholy - all those "black-and-grey-sided" feelings within the majestic realm of the sound. This is my dreamland! This is where I want to stay forever!
What you can hear now are the songs that will be released in the Spring 2009 with a better quality on the "Descendance Into Navia" EP. There will be two versions of the CD - one highly professional, with the colourful cover, newer sound and arrangements and the other one - pro CD-R in black and white as our tribute to underground metal lifestyle and way of thinking. After that we expect to release full album through Echoes of Koliba Productions, entitled "Heathen Dreamlands", but that would happen no earlier than in Autumn 2009 so that we can bring you some grey-shadowed feelings to your minds. "Wooden Heritage" and "The Silent Kingdom of the Grey Skies" are planned to be included in the album, not necessarily in such form.
So, watch us carefully from now on, for I promise Thee that we shall possess your souls and minds! And hopefully, see you on stage some day!
On behalf of Caedes Castus
Zerivan
"Descendance Into Navia" EP
Echoes of Koliba Productions 2009
Black & white Pro CD-R release
Tracklist:
1. Intro
2. Falling From the Eternal Sky
3. Descendance Into Navia
4. Kostroma (Hail to Thee, oh Winterdaemon!)
5. Heathen Dreamlands (The World That I Belong)
"Descendance Into Navia" EP
Echoes of Koliba Productions 2009
Colourful jewelcase release
Tracklist:
1. Intro
2. Falling From the Eternal Sky
3. Descendance Into Navia
4. Kostroma (Hail to Thee, oh Winterdaemon!)
5. Heathen Dreamlands (The World That I Belong)
"Heathen Dreamlands"
Echoes of Koliba Productions 2009
Black & white digipack release
Tracklist: unknown yet
Wooden Heritage
Forest demons,
Bestow your might upon my hands!
The howling wind upon the moonlit chasms
Is my companion,
The sentinel of whispering dark
Almighty Chors,
Father of my dying kind,
Don't let them see
Thy silver face in my eyes!
Don't let them hear the tales of oaks and pines
To see her dance,
Her naked grace beneath the stars -
The Mistress of Gods!
So many nights
I swore to serve my Land,
To keep Her secrets
And die for Her forever young...
She is my Throne,
My Goddess and my Bride,
Wooden Heritage!
Descendance Into Navia
Would it be my last November?
The darkness ends, still the candles glow...
I drink the misty morning air, freezing air
The day is so close - my eternal foe
And thus I go away - the sunrise steals my shades
The forest sleeps while horned souls awake
Forgotten path leads me to the golden gates
My dreams are there, my home is there!
And thus I pass away - now silence is my fate...
Empire shines, empire turns to dust...
So it is done - to Navia I descend!
My home's been there, my dreams've been there -
Always!
Heathen Dreamlands (The World That I Belong)
I had a dream:
I rode the horse throughout the heavens
While Stribog's winds
Embraced my pagan heart
The Spring was green
The air so fresh
And dancing ravens
Foretold my fate
My journey to the stars
In that other world of serenity
In that pure and forgotten realm
Where noble willows touch the crystal streams
Flowing snappy underneath
The pride is bound to the memory
The land is the most precious gold
Forever-burning Sun enlightens the temples
Of the human Myth
From the darkness straight into Svarog's dawn!
From the weakness to the cosmic might!
Unleash Thy will, unchain Thy mind,
Thy oppressed yet unbeaten heart!
For Thine is the Law of the Hammer!
Thou art the Revenge of Old Gods!
Swaroga wielki blask,
Peruna swiety gniew,
Welesa magia zyje w kazdym z nas!
(translation:
The great splendour of Svarog,
The holy wrath of Perun
And the magic of Veles
Live in every of us!)
Shining past of the ancient soul -
I ask myself: "Where has it gone?"
25th of August 2007
Falling From the Eternal Sky
In the summernight
I was falling from the deepest skies
Into the soil, into the thirsty grass
And every star was touching my pain,
And every tree was whispering my name -
Unaware, unaware!
United with the crystal wind
I turned into the four-armed fiery circle
To grab the whole world in my hand
Sowing the seeds of the morning light
Upon the sleeping fields and meadows...
Unfathomed yet so well-known
Were the vibrant clouds,
Blessing my last breath and then
Going slowly towards the mysterious horizons
Of their own existence...
Where the thunders are the way of life,
Where the mountains bleed with blood of mine,
I am being shown under the Moon eclipse again
How to die!
The Silent Kingdom of the Grey Skies
Look at the clouds above
How grim and how sad they are
Like a silent fortress swimming through skies
October evening falls
Over tired ancient land
I carve the wooden statue
For my God
Another life...
Another blood...