Aarni's superintelligent lyrics take form in the language believed most suitable for the song's subject: usually in English, Classical Latin or Finnish and occasionally in French, Ancient Egyptian, Hebrew, German, Enochian, Glossolalic, Ouranian-Barbaric et cetera.
Aarni has of course always existed, but the current incarnation's story began in the autumn of 1998 ev, when M.·.M.·. suddenly began solitarily developing his vague musical ideas further. He got telepathetic messages from the unicorn dolphin elder of Sirius B, who begged M.·.M.·. to reawaken the ancient Xothian aural technology tradition called aarni. Soon after choosing to comply with the demands of these psychotic transmissions, Comte de Saint-Germain appeared to him and immediately joined Aarni. When the two gentlemen conducted an unsuccessful necromantic ritual at Moominpappa's cenotaph, a third member's addition to the band took place: Doomintroll. Simultaneously the first letter of Mahatma M's surname semi-accidentally flipped over completing his mutation into Master Warjomaa.
The fourth band member does not really act as a "proper" musician, but seems nonetheless to partake in Aarni's creative processes. For Mistress Palm seems in fact composed entirely of artificial, phlogiston-driven rectoplasm and due to her apparently incorporeal nature can only exist on a computer's hard disk.
Now work nears completion on Aarni's third studio album aka 'Lovecraftian'.
Lovecraft Knew
Aarni Lyrics
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We are a mere horde of apes (bunch of simian fucks) and it was not meant that we should voyage far; our emptiness screams at the very stars.
Under the rule of the Great Old Ones
Frosty from the interstellar void undescribable presences loom overhead; liberated mankind fucking and killing in mirth.
Their titanic masses tip our planet's axis; cyclopean storms and monstrous waves come crashing.
Under the rule of the Great Old Ones
At last tectonic convulsions mark the end of terrene life.
Under the rule of the Great Old Ones
The lyrics to Aarni's song Lovecraft Knew speak to the concept of human ignorance and the insignificance of our existence in the face of the universe. The opening line, "Every man is an island, an island of ignorance," suggests that we are all trapped in our own limited understanding of the world around us. This is further emphasized with the phrase "it was not meant that we should voyage far," implying that we are not meant to venture beyond our own small perspectives. The repetition of "islands of ignorance" drives home the idea that we are isolated in our ignorance, unable to truly connect with others or the universe as a whole.
The second stanza does not mince words in its description of humanity, calling us a "mere horde of apes" and "simian fucks." The lines "our emptiness screams at the very stars" captures the sense of existential dread and loneliness that can come with our awareness of our own smallness. The chorus then introduces the Great Old Ones, entities from Lovecraftian lore that represent the vast and ancient forces of the universe. The lyrics suggest that these entities hold dominion over us, with "liberated mankind fucking and killing in mirth" under their rule.
The final stanzas are even more apocalyptic, with descriptions of titanic masses tipping the planet's axis and monstrous storms and waves destroying all life. The final line, "tectonic convulsions mark the end of terrene life," implies that the very earth itself will be destroyed in the wake of the Great Old Ones. Overall, the lyrics to Lovecraft Knew present a bleak view of humanity's place in the universe and our ultimate fate in the face of cosmic forces beyond our control.
Line by Line Meaning
Every man is an island, an island of ignorance; it was not meant that we should voyage far. Islands of ignorance...
We each exist in our own limited perception, incapable of true understanding. It was never intended for us to explore the vast reaches of reality beyond our comprehension.
We are a mere horde of apes (bunch of simian fucks) and it was not meant that we should voyage far; our emptiness screams at the very stars.
As primitive beings, we lack the capacity to fully grasp the mysteries of the universe. Our insignificance is palpable even in the face of the vast emptiness of space.
Under the rule of the Great Old Ones
The powerful and inscrutable ancient beings known as the Great Old Ones hold dominion over reality.
Frosty from the interstellar void undescribable presences loom overhead; liberated mankind fucking and killing in mirth.
From the icy depths of space and beyond come unimaginable entities, frightening and incomprehensible. Despite this, humanity brazenly carries on with their desires, indulging in violence and pleasure.
Under the rule of the Great Old Ones
The grip of the Great Old Ones upon the universe remains unchallenged.
Their titanic masses tip our planet's axis; cyclopean storms and monstrous waves come crashing.
The immeasurable size and power of the Great Old Ones has physical consequences, such as upending the balance of the world, and creating monstrous natural disasters.
Under the rule of the Great Old Ones
The influence of the Great Old Ones is omnipresent and unstoppable.
At last tectonic convulsions mark the end of terrene life.
Ultimately, the forces of the Great Old Ones prove too much for life on Earth to endure, and everything is destroyed in a cataclysmic event.
Contributed by Cole E. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Sand Summerstorm
I like how you put this into "Howto & Style" category,its like,Aarni is telling you how to live (better)