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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I saw your banner in the rain
Five painted mouths, one empty brain
You call that terror? Call that grace?
I’ve seen more bite in a barn cat’s face
Your priests all bow with lacquered knees
Mouth full of ash and borrowed pleas
You sell them doom in velvet lies
Then flinch when common folk spit in your eyes
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, dragon queen, what a shame
So much smoke, so little flame
Your whole bright menace, up close and plain
Just a cracked old crown and a counterfeit name
[Chorus]
Tiamat, Tiamat, rotten and grand
Five greedy jaws and a trembling hand
Tiamat, Tiamat, hear this chant
Your cult is a joke in a dented hat
(ha!)
Five heads, one lie
(ha!)
Still you beg to fly
[Verse 2]
Your chosen knights look sharp from far
Till daylight shows what cowards are
They strut like doom in polished steel
Then squeal when a boot heel hits the heel
I’ve watched them carve their sacred signs
On stolen doors and poisoned vines
But every rite they dress in flame
Turns out to be the same old game
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, dragon queen, what a shame
So much smoke, so little flame
Your holy roar is a paper snare
And your jeweled old brood can’t hide the air
[Chorus]
Tiamat, Tiamat, rotten and grand
Five greedy jaws and a trembling hand
Tiamat, Tiamat, hear this chant
Your cult is a joke in a dented hat
(ha!)
Five heads, one lie
(ha!)
Still you beg to fly
[Bridge]
Come now, queen of borrowed dread
Your golden threats are badly read
We’ve seen your shadows, seen your show
They fade the second lanterns glow
So rake your claws and hiss your name
I’ll toast your boast and mock your fame
For every sermon, every snare
Just leaves a stain and no one scared
[Final Chorus]
Tiamat, Tiamat, rotten and grand
Five greedy jaws and a trembling hand
Tiamat, Tiamat, hear this chant
Your cult is a joke in a dented hat
(ha!)
Five heads, one lie
(ha!)
Still you beg to fly
Tiamat, Tiamat, bow if you can
We’ll laugh at your crown, your ash, your plan
Tiamat, Tiamat, hear the band
Your cult goes down with a clumsy hand
Details
GeneratedMay 3, 2026
Duration3:13
LanguageEnglish
Style
Medieval bard ballad with jaunty lute strums, stomping tavern rhythm, and a swaggering singalong chorus; verse rides nimble acoustic picking and hand percussion, pre-chorus tightens with rising fiddle, chorus opens wide with gang vocals and shouted replies. Lead vocal is cheeky and theatrical with doubled hook words, harmony thirds on the refrain, and playful ad-lib growls. Ear candy includes a mug-clink pickup, a short fiddle flourish into each chorus, and a final key-lift feel. Warm, lively, and rowdy mix
Credits
Prompt bySwiftFox175
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
A bard song insulting Tiamat and her cult
