Lovecraft in Cradle Of Filth

Jesus Prime · Post by **Jesus Prime** » Sun Sep 04, 2005 2:27 pm

Noticed it when I was looking at my Iron Maiden calender. Was flicking through it, because all the artowrk in it is bigger, and some has been shown with more detail, that had been cropped off for the cover. When the picture's about 10" square, it's hard to miss something like that.

Yog-Sothoth · Post by **Yog-Sothoth** » Sun Nov 27, 2005 6:59 pm

you know, im surprised noone has said that Metalica has a Song called Call of Ktulu yet. its awesome, brutally awesome, but not as hard as Cthulhu Dawn though. infact, what the hell are they even saying in that song anyway? lyrics anyone?

Adrian · Post by **Adrian** » Sun Nov 27, 2005 7:28 pm

Well lot's of metal bands use C in their songs, I was just pointing out CoF-s album.

Let's not forget Morbid Angel's frontmans nickname

Post by **Aleister** » Mon Nov 28, 2005 11:08 am

Here you go:

Cthulhu dawn

Spatter the stars
Douse their luminosity
With our amniotic retch
Promulgating the birth
Of another Hell on Earth
Shadows gather poisoned henna for the flesh
A necrotic cattle brand
The hissing downfall pentagram
Carven deep upon the church doors of the damned
But no Passover is planned
A great renewal growls at hand
And only when they're running
Will they come to understand...

So ends the pitiful reign of Man

When the moon exhales
Behind a veil
Of widowhood and clouds
On a Biblical scale
We raise the stakes
To silhouette the impaled
Crowds...

Within this kissed disembowel arena
A broken seal on an ancient curse
Unleashes beasts from the seismic breach
With lightning reach and genocidal thirst
Mountains of archaos theories
In collision as at planetary dawn
Apocalypse's razorbacks
Beat wings on glass as thunder cracks
Unfurled across a world hurled to the black

Cthulhu dawn

Shatter the glass house
Wherein spirits breathe out
Halitosis of the soul
From a recking abscess
Plague of far righteousness
All fates hang in the balance
Mocking crucified dolls
An inquisition outs
When the Sun goes out our powers
Will extend throughout Heaven like Asphodel
As they have for countless lustrum
In dark Midian accustoned
To burning effigies of our enemies well

So begins the sibilant world Death knell...

When a corpse wind howls
And awakes from drowse
The scheming dead freed
Of gossamer shrouds
We gorgonise eyes
Of the storm aroused
Red...

Blinding time
All lines dine on this instance
A melting spool of beggar, negative frames
The skies teem alive, to watch die
Mankind hauled to fable in vast tenement graves...

Cthulhu dawn

Cthulhu dawn

Cthulhu dawn

Jesus Prime · Post by **Jesus Prime** » Mon Nov 28, 2005 5:21 pm

We all forgetting "The Thing That Should Not Be"?

Adrian · Post by **Adrian** » Tue Nov 29, 2005 11:36 am

Anything by Barbara Streisand.

Jesus Prime · Post by **Jesus Prime** » Tue Nov 29, 2005 1:26 pm

No, not the artist, the song.

Adrian · Post by **Adrian** » Tue Nov 29, 2005 2:19 pm

She's the thing.

Jesus Prime · Post by **Jesus Prime** » Tue Nov 29, 2005 2:54 pm

That's what I'm saying. Not the 'singer'(ha!) who should not be, but Metallica's drop-D slugathon on "Master of Puppets".

Adrian · Post by **Adrian** » Tue Nov 29, 2005 3:26 pm

"Master of Puppets, Slave to Barbara".

Jesus Prime · Post by **Jesus Prime** » Tue Nov 29, 2005 3:55 pm

She does seem like a 'forbidden sight', and cold easily pass for a Great Old One, or at least a very old one.

Yog-Sothoth · Post by **Yog-Sothoth** » Tue Nov 29, 2005 5:21 pm

so then where does master of puppets come in? which of the Great old ones would it be?

E.A. Lovecraft · Post by **E.A. Lovecraft** » Tue Nov 29, 2005 11:47 pm

Yog-Sothoth wrote:which of the Great old ones would it be?

GOURDUS MAXIMUS

Yog-Sothoth · Post by **Yog-Sothoth** » Wed Nov 30, 2005 12:34 am

im still confused.......

Jesus Prime · Post by **Jesus Prime** » Wed Nov 30, 2005 11:21 am

"Master of Puppets" is Metallica's third album. The third song on it is called "The Thing That Should Not Be". It's about one of the Great Old Ones, but its name eludes me at the present. The big shapeless one at the bottom of the sea.