Blast Tyrant

Daedalus, your child is falling And the Labyrinth is calling Renegade heaps Humanity abandoned Bower of the vowels You lit them and fanned them Mercury, the courier Celestial messenger Bed with Dawn, your bride Arrowhead of Diane Pierce the mind of a man Tongueless muse of time

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Born with a moustache and a supernova Tossed off the cliffs of Dover Washed up on a faraway shore In the arms of the daughter of the buffalo Mama said he was the chosen one Reverend said he was the other one All that, pay no mind Inside his Econoline Swallower of planets The profits of doom Quarterly projections The profits of doom (The prophets of doom) (The prophets of doom) (The prophets of doom) A caliph, rabbi and a bishop walk into a bar One says to the other "Hey now, brother, we haven't gotten very far" Who's that writing? John the Revelator Who's that writing? He wrote the book of the seventh seal Swallower of planets The profits of doom Quarterly projections The profits of doom Genesis and Exodus, Leviticus and Numbers Gideon is knocking in your hotel while you slumber Genesis and Exodus, Leviticus and Numbers Gideon is knocking in your hotel while you slumber (Aleph, aleph, aleph, aleph) Swallower of planets (Aleph, aleph, aleph, aleph) The profits of doom Never trust the white man driving the black van He's just saving all his voodoo for you Just for you Never trust the white man driving the black van He's just saving all his voodoo for you Just for you

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Please allow me to adjust my pants So that I may dance the good-time dance And put the onlookers and innocent bystanders Into a trance Give disease so the swine will marry And propagate lies Tough luck for elected officials The beast you see got fifty eyes Bring it on home, spread the wealth Play it cool, the hand's been dealt Now all the odds are in our favor Save the victory speeches for later Streets on fire The mob goes wild, wild, wild Streets on fire The mob goes wild Twenty-one guns Box made of pine Letter from the government sealed and signed Delivered Federal Express on your mothers' doorsteps Twenty-one guns Box made of pine Letter from the government sealed and signed Delivered Federal Express on your mothers' doorsteps Condoleezza Rice is nice But I prefer A-Roni And that man on the TV who speaks to the dead You know that man's a phony Everybody, move to Canada and smoke lots of pot Everybody, move to Canada right now Here's how we do it: Bum-rush the border guard before he and his dog ever knew it Streets on fire The mob goes wild, wild, wild Streets on fire The mob goes wild Twenty-one guns Box made of pine Letter from the government sealed and signed Delivered Federal Express on your mothers' doorsteps Twenty-one guns Box made of pine Letter from the government sealed and signed Delivered Federal Express on your mothers' doorsteps Well, all right Twenty-one guns Box made of pine Letter from the government sealed and signed Delivered Federal Express on your mothers' doorsteps Twenty-one guns Box made of pine Letter from the government sealed and signed Delivered Federal Express on your mothers' doorsteps

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Well, all right There are women in Cypress Grove And if they catch you, you don't go home So, get to bookin' and don't look back A one-way ticket on a two-way track Two-way track Now tell me Holy Diver, where you at? There's a woman on the hill in a wide-brimmed hat With a shotgun, .44 And a big bloodhound in the back of a jacked-up Ford They say the water is cherry wine And all them women drunk all the time Sheriff Jackson went out the back And now his daughters all dress in black Dress in black Now tell me Holy Diver, where you at? There's a woman on the hill in a wide-brimmed hat With a shotgun, .44 And a razorback boar in the back of a jacked-up Ford You better keep on running, Bukka They're playing you for succotash and your stash is gone Now tell me Holy Diver, where you at? There's a woman on the hill in a wide-brimmed hat With a shotgun, .44 And a black plastic bag in the back of a jacked-up Ford

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Warmed up my motor, swindled the promoter Took the lunatics for a ride And a little voice inside my head said "Rosemary, baby, I got the time" Suffering madness and the pharoah's plague I, Akhenaten, tell you some other day No, thank you; that's enough for me A little bit of Ritalin goes a long way Ready to rock if you want to roll Please step away from the vehicle Ragnarök revolutionize Give me just a minute while I clarify Cooled down my temper, tried to remember What it was I wasn't to lose And I probably could, were it not for The beer and the broads and the broads and the booze Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah... Hooked on stupid and the whole shebang I never have ever felt the same No, thank you; that's enough for me Prozac-ly not what I need Ready to rock if you want to roll Please step away from the vehicle Ragnarök revolutionize Give me just a minute while I clarify Ready to rock if you want to roll Please step away from the vehicle Ragnarök revolutionize Give me just a minute while I clarify Ready to rock if you want to roll Please step away from the vehicle Ragnarök revolutionize Give me just a minute while I clarify

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Oh, I see that lantern Trimmed low, burning in our home And though I feel like crying I swear, tonight, I'll cry no more And how many times (How many times, how many times) Have I prayed (Have I prayed, have I prayed) That I would get lost (That I would get, that I would get lost) Along the way? (Along the way, along the way) Dream with the feathers of angels stuffed beneath your head The Regulator, swinging pendulum Dream with the feathers of angels stuffed beneath your head The Regulator, swinging pendulum Come with me and walk the longest mile Come with me and walk the longest mile Is his wallet leather? Is his wallet fat? For not a year later, it's got you lying on your back You should have closed your windows and got another dog You should have chained up all the doors and switched up all the locks And how many times Have I prayed The angels Would speed me away? Dream with the feathers of angels stuffed beneath your head The Regulator, swinging pendulum Dream with the feathers of angels stuffed beneath your head The Regulator, swinging pendulum Come with me and walk the longest mile Come with me and walk the longest mile Come with me and walk the longest mile Come with me and walk the longest mile

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

I'll march no longer I'll fight no more You can send out all the track snivelers But I'm done with war Wind 'em up, bring 'em back Conscript, deserter The Worm Drink is loose Wind 'em up, bring 'em back Conscript, deserter The proof is in the juice University Boulevard New Hampshire Avenue Tick Tock Liquor Thunderbird And now that we have Totally lost all composure We will wither from exposure Beneath the sun Wind 'em up, bring 'em back Conscript, deserter The Worm Drink is loose Wind 'em up, bring 'em back Conscript, deserter The proof is in the juice Ah-ooh Ah-ooh If you see me at the bottom Please bring me my running shoes (Ah-ooh) And if you see me getting caught up Yeah, you'll know what to do (Ah-ooh) I'll march no longer I'm done with war Send out your snivelers But I'll march no more Ah-ooh Ah-ooh Wind 'em up, bring 'em back Conscript, deserter The Worm Drink is loose Wind 'em up, bring 'em back Conscript, deserter The proof is in the juice Ah-ooh Ah-ooh

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Hold the presses, Mikey, hot news on the wire Hundreds see an image of a Guinness-drinking choir Celebrities and cameras are headed to the scene While presidents are fleeing to their speeding limousines Don't worry, it's just stigmata Pass me a napkin and don't you dare tell my mother Don't worry, it's just stigmata Pass me a napkin and don't you dare tell my mother Your local programming interrupted By the mindless banter of a soulless talking head Roll out the red carpet, dripping bloody tongue Pay no mind to blue berets and all their shining guns Don't worry, it's just stigmata Pass me a napkin and don't you dare tell my mother Don't worry, it's just stigmata Pass me a napkin and don't you dare tell my mother Who you gonna call When the man brings his hammer down? Goose-stepping with a smoking Irish fly And when our world is over, children by the fire Raise their hands and pray that they may see a new Messiah And somewhere in the darkness a flag goes running by The smell of cigarettes and love are incense for the fly Don't worry, it's just stigmata Pass me a napkin and don't you dare tell my mother Don't worry, it's just stigmata Pass me a napkin and don't you dare tell my mother Who you gonna call When the man brings his hammer down? Goose-stepping with a smoking Irish fly Who you gonna call When the man brings his hammer down? Goose-stepping with a smoking Irish fly

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

When I die, you can cut me up and take all that you please But pity the poor, dumb fool who gets my bleeding spleen Corn pone, I born tomorrow, my bone marrow protein-filled Scotch whiskey Men of Tain have come to split your skills Hey! Hey! I got your heaven! Hey! Hey! I got your burning hell! Hey! Hey! I got it all right here! Hey! Hey! Wrap tight in Ziploc bags to benefit good medicines If bad, you can toss 'em back and stuff 'em in sausages Isn't it something so becoming? A gentlemen of good taste? The appetizer's quite the pleaser, but might you pass the pepper, please, this way? Hey! Hey! I got your heaven! Hey! Hey! I got your burning hell! Hey! Hey! I got it all right here! Hey! Hey! Fertilizer makes your corn row higher but makes your backyard stink And all the crows know where the wind blows, where water sinks Hey! Hey! I got your heaven! Hey! Hey! I got your burning hell! Hey! Hey! I got it all right here! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

No horizon is obscured by the clouds Settlements make nary a sound And there were black birds singing And fish floating on the sea (On the sea, on the sea...) While the bells of the buoys All rang in harmony (In harmony, in harmony...) Bury your treasure, burn your crops Black water rising, and it ain't gonna stop The governor, he been long gone Anchor dropped on his front lawn Build a keep and dig a moat The return of the Swollen Goat Can you hear the fife and drums? Barnacles barking at the sun? Ain't no chance, so don't you try Now, everybody got to die Bury your treasure, burn your crops Black water rising, and it ain't gonna stop Black water rising, and it ain't gonna stop "We do not desire tributes We desire information We seek the worm drink Who has lately betrayed his nation" Albatross on your neck And a hooker on the shore Dogmen to the deck There's a hooker on the... In the wake of the Swollen Goat In the wake of the Swollen Goat Bury your treasure, burn your crops Black water rising, and it ain't gonna stop Bury your treasure, burn your crops Black water rising, and it ain't gonna stop

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Mi corona es la montaña Mis ojos, el sol Mi boca, es el viento Mi pecho es... Los llanos Los arboles, mis puños Mi toga es la noche Mis ancestros son nadies Mi descendiente es todo el mundo Soy el tirano maldito Destructor de mundos Malabarista de muertos Infante de inpunidad

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Back again with a quickness, pick it up, pick it up Master arithmetic-ness, light it up, light it up I got the heat in both feets Snake handler's hands Come back with slickness And do it all again, yeah My subtle hustle, smooth as mother's butter I let it ride on, I let it ride on My subtle hustle, smooth as mother's butter I let it ride on, I let it ride on Now I'm the media darling, pick it up, pick it up An international phenomenon light it up, light it up (Sing it again) I cause eclipses (One more time) With a wave of the hand (Sing it again) Let 'em hang in ellipses (One more time) And do it all again, yeah My subtle hustle, smooth as mother's butter I let it ride on, I let it ride on My subtle hustle, smooth as mother's butter I let it ride on, I let it ride on I got your number, I steal your thunder I got your mother's maiden name tattooed on my arm I got your number, I steal your thunder I got your mother's maiden name tattooed on my arm I drive out demons Can I hear an amen? Lay hands on screaming heathens And do it all again, yeah My subtle hustle, smooth as mother's butter I let it ride on, I let it ride on My subtle hustle, smooth as mother's butter I let it ride on, I let it ride on Let it ride on Let it ride on Let it ride on Let it ride on

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

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Did you not grant quarter to the demon Giving treatment to his wounds? And would you not consider it unnatural To be born outside the womb? We eagerly await your response And your best defense La curandera is the young girl In a linen dress, in a linen dress of white She dances on black sand in the night In her linen dress, in her linen dress of white Let us vote to dunk the witch In the river Styx and photograph the lye So, in the shadow of Cerebus Her spirit will reside La curandera is the young girl In a linen dress, in a linen dress of white She dances on black sand in the night In her linen dress, in her linen dress of white Bird in the fire, mouthful of sand King of the briar, mouthful of sand The scale and feather, lock and key Lord of weather, the beast at peace Shed not a tear for humanity Go fetch my stars Shed not a tear for humanity Go fetch my stars

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

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