Lovecraft's major inspiration and invention was cosmic horror, the idea that life is incomprehensible to human minds and that the universe is fundamentally alien. Those who genuinely reason, like his protagonists, gamble with sanity. Lovecraft has developed a cult following for his 'Cthulhu Mythos', a series of loosely interconnected fiction featuring a pantheon of human-nullifying entities, as well as the Necronomicon, a fictional grimoire of magical rites and forbidden lore. His works were deeply pessimistic and cynical, challenging the values of the Enlightenment, Romanticism, and Christian humanism. Lovecraft's protagonists usually achieve the mirror-opposite of traditional gnosis and mysticism by momentarily glimpsing the horror of ultimate reality.
Although Lovecraft's readership was limited during his life, his reputation has grown over the decades, and he is now commonly regarded as one of the most influential horror writers of the 20th century, who, together with Edgar Allan Poe, has exerted "an incalculable influence on succeeding generations of writers of horror fiction". Stephen King has called Lovecraft "the twentieth Century's greatest practitioner of the classic horror tale."
Cthulhu Dawn
Cradle of Filth Lyrics
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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
The lyrics of "Cthulhu Dawn" by Cradle of Filth are dark and eerie, creating a feeling of impending doom with its vivid imagery. The song begins with a call to "douse the luminosity" of the stars, as if to extinguish their light and bring about a darkness that will pave the way for the "birth of another Hell on Earth." The shadows gather, their poisoned henna marking the flesh with a necrotic cattle brand, an ominous sign that a great renewal is at hand. Despite the warning signs, the people fail to understand until they are running, trying to escape the impending disaster that signals the end of humanity's reign on Earth.
The second part of the song continues the ominous narration, with references to the moon exhaling behind a veil of widowhood and clouds that raise the stakes to silhouette the impaled crowds. In this broken stadium of disembowelment, an ancient curse is unleashed, unleashing beasts with genocidal thirst that wreak havoc and destruction. Mountains of archaos theories collide, heralding the coming of the apocalypse's razorbacks that beat wings on glass as thunder cracks, bringing a world hurled to the black.
Overall, "Cthulhu Dawn" is a dark and foreboding song that explores the themes of destruction, chaos, and the end of the world. Its vivid imagery and eerie vocals create a chilling atmosphere, depicting a world on the brink of destruction.
Line by Line Meaning
Spatter the stars
We want to destroy the beauty of the stars
Douse their luminosity
Make the stars dim and unnoticeable
With our amniotic retch
Using our disgustingly vile vomit
Promulgating the birth
Helping to bring about
Of another Hell on Earth
Another time of great suffering and pain for humanity
Shadows gather poisoned henna for the flesh
Evil forces are preparing to harm us in many ways
A necrotic cattle brand
A symbol of death that marks us like cows
The hissing downfall pentagram
The symbol of a great disaster and destruction
Carven deep upon the church doors of the damned
Engraved on the haunted doors of evil places
But no Passover is planned
No escape will be offered
A great renewal growls at hand
A disaster is approaching
And only when they're running
Only when they are in great danger and trying to escape
Will they come to understand
Will they finally comprehend the gravity of the situation
So ends the pitiful reign of Man
The destruction of humans is inevitable
When the moon exhales
When the moon emits a sinister energy
Behind a veil
Behind an ominous layer
Of widowhood and clouds
Accompanied by the bleakness of mourning and darkness
On a Biblical scale
On an epic level of disaster
We raise the stakes
We are increasing the danger
To silhouette the impaled
To create a dark outline of the helpless victims
Crowds
Of people suffering greatly
Within this kissed disembowel arena
In the space filled with death and destruction
A broken seal on an ancient curse
The ending of the protection against an old evil
Unleashes beasts from the seismic breach
The release of dangerous creatures from deep underground
With lightning reach and genocidal thirst
They are fast, deadly and want to destroy all life
Mountains of archaos theories
Many complex theories about the chaos
In collision as at planetary dawn
In conflict, like the moment when day meets night
Apocalypse's razorbacks
The sharp edges of the destruction that is coming
Beat wings on glass as thunder cracks
Causing great damage, with a deafening noise
Unfurled across a world hurled to the black
Spreading destruction and chaos everywhere
Cthulhu dawn
The awakening of a great evil
Shatter the glass house
Destroy something that is believed to be safe
Wherein spirits breathe out
Where many spirits reside and emanate a certain energy
Halitosis of the soul
The terrible breath of the spirit, that reflects its corrupted nature
From a recking abscess
From a festering wound that keeps getting worse
Plague of far righteousness
The spread of a false and dangerous idea of what is right and good
All fates hang in the balance
Everything is at stake
Mocking crucified dolls
Making fun of the suffering of victims
An inquisition outs
People are being punished and tortured for their beliefs
When the Sun goes out our powers
When the light vanishes, and we are left in darkness
Will extend throughout Heaven like Asphodel
Our destructive energy will affect everything, even what is considered sacred
As they have for countless lustrum
This keeps happening again and again throughout history
In dark Midian accustoned
In a place of great evil and suffering, where these things are common
To burning effigies of our enemies well
To celebrate the destruction of our adversaries in cruel and violent ways
So begins the sibilant world Death knell
The ominous beginning of a dark and deadly era
When a corpse wind howls
When a strong and deathly wind blows
And awakes from drowse
And wakes up from its inactivity
The scheming dead freed
The corpses of evil people come back to life
Of gossamer shrouds
Covered in thin, delicate cloths
We gorgonise eyes
We turn people into stone with our gaze
Of the storm aroused
Of the powerful and violent storm
Red
The color of blood, death and destruction
Blinding time
Making everything go dark and hopeless
All lines dine on this instance
Everything in existence is affected by this moment
A melting spool of beggar, negative frames
A world in which the poorest and weakest suffer more than anyone else
The skies teem alive, to watch die
The heavens are full of life, that is witnessing the end of humanity
Mankind hauled to fable in vast tenement graves
Humanity is being destroyed and will be remembered as a mere story in the future
Cthulhu dawn
The coming of a great evil
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ADRIAN PAUL ERLANDSSON, DANI DAVEY, GIANPIERO GUISEPPE PIRAS, MARTIN F. POWELL, PAUL JAMES ALLENDER, ROBIN MARK EAGLESTONE
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