Their crystal hard light defined
And reaches beyond this veil
Where hell gathers in the shadows
Necrotic thoughts that twist like worms
In tattooed pentagrams on smoking flesh
Where carved upon this mausoleum
As the dead gather for their passover
And still there is no help at hand
The damned have no rite of passage
The end is so very near
When the moon falls into ruin
And clouds boil in hellish flight
Azrael will point the way down
Through burning gates
The dogs of war will snarl and howl
Still tethered to their leash
Apocalyptic prophecies will speak
In tongues of fiery retribution
This world will fall without grace
The mountains will crumble into dust
The seas will turn to blood and boil
As fiery lakes consume the unwary
The damned and righteous alike
Will wail and beg to the stars
So diamond hard and without soul
Watching impassioned by the calling
That gathers between the ethers
Numbing planets and moons in its wake
For time is fast disappearing
Thunder and lightning fill the skies
As fire falls like a curtain
A blanket inferno that burns into the soul
Where the crucified wail in mocking silence
And the sun becomes a black cloth
The prophecy written in that book of doom
This nether world
Abbadon beckons to the call
The sacred call of Cthulhu
So begineth the death knoll
A tolling of voices damned
Through a blind light
And in nights decline
The beggar and fool alike will burn
With the call of Cthulhu
the call of Cthulhu
the call of Cthulhu...
Author notes
inspired in part by Cradle of Filth's "Cthulhu Dawn" & the writings of H.P. Lovecraft, loremaster extraordinaire...
A contest entry
- Amaze Me. by Puking Faerie Dust.
700 points, ended October 20, 2007, 27 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - I'm bored by NoUseForAName.
300 points, ended September 23, 2007, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - TONS OF OPTIONS/prewrites/whatever..... by landmark.
450 points, ended November 4, 2007, 36 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Darkness Can Be Divine.... by .
600 points, ended December 24, 2007, 22 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Anything Goes! by Karra-Mayy.
1600 points, ended November 21, 317 entries
• next poem in this contest, • Add to finalists list, or remove from contest - Deep, Dark and Lovely by Shantti.
400 points, ended October 6, 44 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Calling On Baphomet...Again. by Miss Macabre.
400 points, ended October 25, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
-
It's some great story telling going on here... and to me seems to be very inspired by H.P. Very specific imagery that also gives off a Revelation's style feel. Specific wording and rhythm really hits this one out of the park for me... I can visualize the burning hell end to all humanity. Here's some of the images that stuck to my brain:
The dogs of war will snarl and howl
Still tethered to their leash
Apocalyptic prophecies will speak
In tongues of fiery retributionThe sounds that you incorporate in this really drive the horror home.


-
Wow, this had me in awe all the way through. I love the rythem and context and suspense weaved here. Definately has it's darkside. I love it! Thank you for entering my contest
-
This is strangly close to Cradle Of Filth's "Cthulhu Dawn" (coincidence?)

Well-penned & amazing imagery.
Great job.
Thanks for entering & good luck.
-
Wow, I am generally not a fan of very dark poetry so I did find this a little creepy, but I must say this was amazing! Your description was so vivid and serious that I could probably take your poem to be fact!
-
A very nice addition to the contest! Dark, and creatively so... Nice use of description and imagery throughout. Thank you for the entry!
-
sounds like the beckoning of a very harsh and hellish prophesy...
I can only imagined hell gathering to punish the damn. It's very vivid and fiery. But yet I still hope for the words and ideas to be better phrased, to convey more meaning and burning intensity. Something that makes the reader feel the crush of the brimstone upon his soul, rather that merely observing a brilliant inferno.
-
This was very detailed, I like that. it showed a very vivid picture of humanity/mankind today, and it's dreadful end (which I think will come very soon, and just as painful as you wrote it). Although I don't know what Cthulhu means, I thought this was great. I almost pictured Cradle of Filth singing this
(hopefully that's a compliment to you)
Good luck
Jeanette*~







