There are two bands with the name Cauldron Born

1.) A US power metal… Read Full Bio ↴There are two bands with the name Cauldron Born

1.) A US power metal band
2.) A Pakistani death/thrash band

One is a power metal band. Cauldron Born was the vision of Howie Bentley. The guitarist and composer took years in the 90's to form a band with musicians up to his caliber. He eventually found bassist Shawn Kasack, drummer Bill Parsons, and singer Christian Shulcze. The four recorded a demo called "Swords, Sorcery, and Science" and signed with the Italian based label Underground Symphony. With new singer Danny White on board, they released their debut, "Born of the Cauldron" in 1997. After a few years and a re-release of their demos along with some older demos of Bentley's, they released their follow-up to Born of the Cauldron in 2002. It was dubbed "...And Rome Shall Fall". It also had a new vocalist, David Louden. They played several festivals in the following years with live vocalist Zane Matthews, before officially splitting in 2003.

The other is a Pakistani death/thrash band.

Unholy Sanctuary
Cauldron Born Lyrics

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Run, hide in the old church you;ll be safe
These words from a priest who's lost his faith
In the face of seeing the dead walk again
Outside the rain is heating down
As they thrust up from the ground
They seek the sustenance they need to bring
to fruition the seeds
sewn withing

Inside these walls of stone and antiquity
We seek refuge in this holy sanctuary
Disease of immortality awaits as the night closes in

Dreams that seen unreal, a story from centuries ago
cast up before my eyes
Winged daemons, harpies led the way as the armies
of the impaler
rode to the city to drink the life's blood
and anslave all within
Eternally

Inside these walls of stone and antiquity
We seek refuge in this holy sanctuary
Disease of immortality awaits in the night
They rode into the village upon fanged steeds
The villagers were sewn with the vampire seeds
They were buried undead all in the same place
A church was built to imprison them it seemed forever

The cross avails us not, there's something unholy about this sacred lot
Ghosts from the past rise up to toast the dusk of the living dead
In centuries fell past they awaited entombed not living not dead

The walls are closing in
Glassy eyed we join in the song of the living dead

Overall Meaning

The song "Unholy Sanctuary" by Cauldron Born is a haunting tale of a group of people seeking refuge from an unrelenting storm of the walking dead in an old church, led by a priest who has lost his faith. While inside this sanctuary, they are plagued by visions of unspeakable and unimaginable horrors that occurred centuries ago, where winged daemons and harpies were leading the armies of the impaler to enslave and drink the life's blood of the villagers to become undying forever.

The lyrics express the struggle between the living and the undead, with the living seeking refuge within the walls of the church, which was once used to imprison the undead vampire seeds. However, the old cross seems to provide no protection as the disease of immortality awaits them in the night, and the ghosts of the past rise up to toast the dusk of the living dead. The repetitive line "Inside these walls of stone and antiquity, we seek refuge in this holy sanctuary" echoes as a reminder that they are trapped and that the walls are closing in on them, and they will soon join the song of the living dead.

Line by Line Meaning

Run, hide in the old church you;ll be safe
The priest advises people to seek safety in the old church where they may be protected from the walking dead.

These words from a priest who's lost his faith
The priest who gives the advice has lost his faith in God.

In the face of seeing the dead walk again
The priest is giving his advice after seeing the dead rise from the grave to walk again.

Outside the rain is heating down
It is raining heavily outside.

As they thrust up from the ground
The dead are rising from their graves and thrusting up from the ground.

They seek the sustenance they need to bring to fruition the seeds sewn within
The dead are seeking nourishment to bring to fruition the seeds that were planted within them.

Inside these walls of stone and antiquity
The people seeking refuge are inside the old church made of stone and antique materials.

We seek refuge in this holy sanctuary
The people are seeking refuge in the church which they consider as a holy sanctuary.

Disease of immortality awaits as the night closes in
A disease of immortality is waiting for them as the night falls.

Dreams that seen unreal, a story from centuries ago cast up before my eyes
The artist is seeing a dream that seems unreal and it is a story that happened centuries ago.

Winged daemons, harpies led the way as the armies of the impaler rode to the city to drink the life's blood and enslave all within eternally
In the singer's dream, winged daemons led the armies of the impaler to the city to drink the life's blood and enslave all the people forever.

They rode into the village upon fanged steeds
The armies arrived at the village on horses with fangs.

The villagers were sewn with the vampire seeds
The villagers were infected with the vampire disease and became undead.

They were buried undead all in the same place
All the undead villagers were buried in one place together.

A church was built to imprison them it seemed forever
A church was built to keep the undead villagers inside forever.

The cross avails us not, there's something unholy about this sacred lot
The cross cannot save them from the unholy and sacred lot they are in.

Ghosts from the past rise up to toast the dusk of the living dead
Ghosts from the past are rising up to celebrate the death of those who are living and turning into the dead.

In centuries fell past they awaited entombed not living not dead
In the past centuries, they waited entombed not living, but not completely dead either.

The walls are closing in
The walls of the church seem to be closing in on them.

Glassy eyed we join in the song of the living dead
The living dead are singing and the people watching them are in a trance-like state.

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