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Rise of Cthulhu metal-symphonic / Hustopeče

„Prepare for the attack, earthlings...“

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  • Fhtagn! (LQ-live) 211 ×
  • 2012 (LQ-live) 284 ×
  • Dead Pharaoh Rises (LQ-live) 696 ×
  • Nicotine Prophecy (LQ-live) 272 ×
  • Curse (LQ-live) 349 ×

Členové

Nástrojové obsazení: Zpěv, Scream
Nástrojové obsazení: Piano, klavír
Nástrojové obsazení: Bicí
Nástrojové obsazení: Kytara
Nástrojové obsazení: Kytara

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Dodatečné info

Hvězdy byly příznivě nakloněny, a tak jsme se vynořili z hlubin, kde jsme přečkávali příliš dlouho v nehybném spánku. Naším nynějším sídlem není R'lyeh, nýbrž Hustopeče, interdimenzionálně se nacházíme na Yuggothu. Místo dušemi našich následovníků se sytíme hudbou, kterou tvoříme a kterou se stále snažíme dovádět k dokonalosti. Dále nám dělá radost spokojenost fanoušků a jejich věrnost.

Jsme metalová kapela, hrajeme melodičtější kusy i když tvrdě a nekompromisně. Texty a snad i melodie jsou do jisté míry inspirovány díly H. P. Lovecrafta. Jeho mýtus Cthulhu je perfektní žertík, který zmátnul nesčetný počet čtenářů. Jiné inspiroval (nás).

Cthulhu je jméno fiktivního mimozemšťana, napůl draka, napůl chobotnice a napůl člověka (sic). Výslovnost je na každém z Vás (ať už prosté "ktulu", "katulu"  nebo výslovnost, kterou používá Lovecraftova historická společnost /kəˈθu:lu:/ ). Lovecraft navrhl několik výslovností, sám ale neudává žádnou konkrétní, je to tedy na nás a na Vás. Tento gigant spí na dně moře v městě R'lyeh, kde čeká, až se hvězdy správně přeskupí. Tehdy město vyvstane na hladinu a on probudí zbytek tvorů jeho rasy, kteří v R'lyehu spí. A pak nastane totální chaos... Radíme přečíst si kratinkou povídku nazvanou "Volání Cthulhu" ("Call of Cthulhu"), dá Vám to to hlavní, co potřebujete o mýtu Cthulhu vědět (skutečně jen základ, v ostatních Lovecraftových povídkách je toho víc, doporučujeme "Stín nad Innsmouthem", "V horách šílenství" nebo "Šepot ve tmě").

Pakliže jste obeznámeni se vším, buďte vítáni, zaposlouchejte se do melodií mimo čas a prostor a zakřičte si s námi FHTAGN!

Bio a historie

Dead Pharaoh Rises

 

"That is not dead

which can eternal lie.

And with strange aeons

even death may die."

                  - H. P. Lovecraft

 

The grave has opened now at last

the king of Egypt's ready to cast

his spell on slaves who by him dwell

no one can rebel now

Skies're alight with scarlet light

that brings a doom

The underworld is warming up

prepare for his return!

 

Osiris shows his face to sun

and Hathor makes a sigh

All gods will shake in endless fear

in this oppressive night

They all tremble for the lord

of long forgotten death

can slay them once and surely for all.

No need to understand.

 

He rises to the fight he could win once more

The renegade left in past, left and scorn

Now bursting the door of his tomb wide open

The child of gods that should have never been born

 

Thrilling sounds of cracking ground

and stinking greenish mist

might replicate the ghost of twisted minds

with oldest sins

Army of his dead slaves rises too

and they are blind

His pyramid is torn apart

his eyes can see and so his mind

 

And so his MIND!

 

He nearly touched the heaven

but he wanted it too soon

he forgot that gods are now holding the sword

and he fell like star to earth

as the blood polluted moon

the fall will his screaming and shreeks entomb...

 

His rise was a disaster

now he kneels down to his master

Ra will tear him asunder with his claws

Then old pharaoh condemned to "rest"

in lowest depths of dark

will never see again the shining stars

 

He rose to the fight he could have won once more

The renegade left in past, left and scorn

Now suffering like a demon, distressed and broken

The child of gods that should have never been born

 

He lost in this fight because of greed for slaughter

The renegade left in past, left and scorn

Now lying in the dirt in land with no borders

The child of gods that need have never been born

 

Sudden Death

 

Many times I saw her comming

at my door she was

Wating for me to come with her

to her lair of death

 

I came...

(I) didn't know what to expect from

skeleton at the door

 

One last dance she wanted from me

we were dancing to the death

but then when we saw a deadlight

in her kingdom - there she led

 

Come with me and give me your hand

I will open the doors

All you see here I'll give you, yes

this all will be yours... [giggling]

 

YOUR DEATH!

 

Nicotine Prophecy

 

SPEAK!

 

Old wise man, pipe, and sack of

his fathers' heritage

Spirits will talk in this night

The truth must now be revealed.

Herbs passed on from ancient fathers

Use them wisely, spirits're inside

His pipe is stuffed and awating,

air spirits sing in the high!

 

Your tribe will soon have to hide

Keep your eye on rising tide

Sea level spirits will tell

when the horror comes...

 

Say more!

Listen carefully!

 

Your land will be tainted with a curse so severe

that no shaman will be able to expell

When the sea goes up with water, run to the hills and

Hide, hide, HIDE!

Smell the evil in the salty air

and run before you all die!

 

HOWGH!

 

Air spirits sing in the high:

Your tribe will soon have to hide

Keep your eye on rising tide

Sea level spirits will tell

 

Spirits of the night sing that the stars are align

If you listen carefully, you can hear the fhtagn!

 

Naked beauty of the forests destroyed and killed

even spirits scream about their demise

Skies in fire, shrieks and noises, chaos and fear

Hide or die!

Waters flooding (the) land you once owned

The land that loves you must burn

 

BURN!

 

Iä!

Storm coulds are covering the sun!

This land is yet to be gone

Now listen, you have to run!

Before the disaster is done!

 

We have spoken!

The spirits have spoken!

 

Fhtagn! 

 

Voices of the wicked cultists

chanting in an old tongue

Wishing that the Old ones woke from

their eternal slumber

 

When the stars are right and many

offerings've been made

R'lyeh will rise from (the) deepest oceans

than it'll be too late

 

Unearthly rase that came from space

had many as their slaves

Earth was theirs so they're the heirs

to the throne of domination

 

You know the phrase about them resting

They should stay where they are

But you know that evil lives on

in the people's hearts

 

If at night you cannot sleep for you have terrible dreams,

if you screech to the midnight green, you scream

 

FHTAGN!

 

If you listen to the voices and the whispers in your head,

then you're mad or greatly blessed for those noises can't be heard, scream

 

FHTAGN!

 

One day will the myriads of lights glitter

down upon the city where

ancient Dead ones sleep in pondering

'bout their deeds of evil

 

When non-Euclid buildings rise

from the bottom of the ocean,

arch-priest Cthulhu wakes them up

to join their cruel commotion

 

If at night you cannot sleep for you have terrible dreams,

if you screech to the midnight green, you scream

 

FHTAGN!

 

If you listen to the voices and the whispers in your head,

then you're mad or greatly blessed for those noises can't be heard, scream

 

FHTAGN!

 

Curse

 

Let me come and draw this veil

It’s time to tell you a tale

of betrayal, war and everlasting hate.

 

Once there lived a noble rase

ruling in kingdom of grace

before the demons occupied their land.

 

War had risen, dead bodies fell,

Hilden foes cast their spells,

Ancient warriors countered fast

 

Heroes with the spears prevailed

their victory was at hand.

Hilden replied with enormous rage.

 

Curse they sent mercilessly

on the heads of the Ancient rase.

Bloodthirst made them monsters,

creatures of the night.

Immortality was the worst.

Cast from grace of their god

some escaped this disaster

by commiting suicide.

 

Janos Audron, the one of the cursed.

Was the first one to create a vampire on Earth.

Blacksmith Vorador was the first one to become.

Significant work was the one that he’d done.

Forging Soul Reaver, a powerful sword

He predestined the fate of few persons in world.

Demons were sealed

Out from this world

By Pillars of Nosgoth

And forces now old.

Nine Ancient guardians were chosen to keep

the Pillars to make sure the Hilden were deep

 

Ceturies passed, new order came,

Human order with simple name:

Sarafan, they killed vampires throughout land

 

Victory! They slew the lord

of eldest vampire hord

Janos Audron, the last one of the old

 

They tore out his throbbing heart,

called it Heart of darkness,

kept it in the lowest depths

of citadel in Avernus.

Vampires that struggled with

Sarafan, passed away.

Few of them survived the slaughter,

Few of them prevailed.

 

All was yet given by prophecies

One human noble was born

His name was no other than Kain, but his

Destiny was yet unknown...

 

Vita Eterna

 

Walk centuries or (a) thousand years,

you may be free.

But is it curse of blessing?

Will you be satisfied?

 

There's not much fun living alone,

time means nothing.

No one will last as long as your immortality.

 

I can't die, what shall I do?

I was here and will be after you.

I will get as mad as hatter, always worse and never better.

I want to cry, for I need to die

but never, never, will I get a mercy like this whatsoever!

 

You cannot die, you are eternal.

The thought of end is so infernal.

Intentions cloudless or nocturnal...

Vita Eterna

 

Save me from this WORLD!

 

What does it mean to have a friend

or a partner maybe?

Once there might be a creature similar like you. But

meanwhile all of your friends are dying before your eyes.

Why does it have to be? You're the immortal one!

 

I can't die, what shall I do?

I was here and will be after you.

I will get as mad as hatter, always worse and never better.

I want to cry, for I need to die

but never, never, will I get a mercy like this whatsoever!

 

You cannot die, you are eternal.

The thought of end is so infernal.

Intentions cloudless or nocturnal...

Vita Eterna

 

My Misery-Machine

 

Of course there is a place,

it is a special space

for everything that lets you down.

It kicks you in the hip and then jewels you with a thorned crown!

 

Senses fade away,

phantasies prevail.

It probes your mind, quite determined to find

your utmost sorrow, don't expect it to fail!

 

Itken, mä muistan     (I cry remembering)

tätä kärsimystä.            (all the pain.)

Kärsin tai vihaan?     (Do I suffer or hate?)

Mä en muista sitä.     (I can't remember that)

 

I searched till I've found

the secrets of mind and

once that I've found them

I threw them away.

 

Because I know I can't

bear the thought anymore.

It's there, it's hiding,

it's one of my own, it is

 

MY MISERY-MACHINE!

 

Senses fade away,

phantasies prevail.

It probes your mind, quite determined to find

your utmost sorrow, don't expect it to fail!

 

Itken, mä muistan     (I cry remembering)

tätä kärsimystä.         (all the pain.)

Kärsin tai vihaan?     (Do I suffer or hate?)

Mä en muista sitä.     (I can't remember that)

 

I searched till I've found

the secrets of mind and

once that I've found them

I threw them away.

 

Because I know I can't

bear the thought anymore.

It's there, it's hiding,

it's one of my own, it is

 

MY MISERY-MACHINE!

IT'S ONE OF MY OWN!

 

2012: In the Last Heartbeat

 

The year is 2012. Humankind is hanging over the edge of extinction.You can hear groans of thousands of dying souls. But there is one voice telling a tale. Hear the voice.

Sunset at hand, last beams catching in their eyes
A young couple on (a) river bank watching dragonflies
What’s that shadow covering all that is around?
Gigantic colossus they’re watching from the ground
And that terrible sound…

Run as fast as you can
(There’s no way to escape)
From that cosmic alien
(from that horrifying shape)

Steer away in car
(It’s still going astray)
Are we gonna get much far?
(They caught us anyway)

Blinding beams of unknown weapons
Scorching all that moves
Just look in the mirror
These monsters don’t want truce

There’s a line of soldiers
Ready with their tanks
"Hon, I've gotta join them, you’ll be
safe behind their flanks."

All defences count as nothing
No missile can penetrate
Strange hulls of the alien ships,
Casualties are off the scale...

G.I. with his girl and (a) gun
Avoid the bloodshed, find some shelter
Two survivals on the run
Torsos of the dead helter-skelter

Out of nowhere laser beams
Extraterrestrial hovercrafts
Chose these two as a practise target
Shoot, run, shoot, run, shoot!

You can’t outrun them, can’t outrun them!

A shot came from above...

No.
No!
She’s dead!

NO!!!

I returned fire, not minding the beams anymore. I was furious, tears running down my cheeks. There was a weak spot on their hull, I hit it and destroyed one of them. But I didn’t live long enough to tell anybody, the other one shot me dead and I drifted trough the air towards my beloved… At least we’re buried on the same place. Almost holding hands. They might have killed us, but we, in a way, are gonna live forever... In this monument of apocalypse...

 

 Empty Space

Far away from home I seek the one who’s lost.

I’ve waited... have been waiting with all my fingers crossed.

Who would think the empty spaces up between the stars

are found to have resemblance to the ones in human hearts.

 

(R) I’ve been so lonely in this empty space.

I have been tracking signals in this barren place.

I’m here, so far there was no need to race while

I’ve been tracking you through empty space.

 

Crouching in the shell that's so far held a single soul,

I see that years of solitude leave stains, bruises, holes.

Sanity as viewed by group of people in vicinity

in absence of these others takes the form of grim insanity.

 

(R)

 

Find me, hear me, heal my mind!

Fear me, dread me, flee, go blind!

Rescue me, I’m falling apart!

Hold on, freak, it’s just the start!

 

(R)

 

Why cannot I drop the wry smile I wear?

Never mind. It was I who to fly to the sky once dared.

Find the light, hidden in the core of my long tortured and broken mind.

Need to find you in the din, but don’t know where to begin.

 

It’s still cold. It’s still dark.

It’s still empty safe the sea of glittering sparks.

I’m still wandering through the night.

Not loosing hope, not giving up the fight.

(R)