FRED STZ MUSIC

By FRED STZ

We are a music group that travels through all universes, from world music to jazz, passing through metal, punk rock, and pop. Fred STZ started making music in the 80s and today has teamed up with Kipa... more

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June 18, 2026 Under the Shifting Sands
Under the Shifting Sands by FRED STZ
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3min
June 17, 2026 The Black Pharaoh's March
Deep beneath the shifting sands, where the sun forgets to rise
A name is carved in silent stone, a promise in disguise
The hieroglyphs bleed midnight oil, the priests have learned the tune
They wait for one whose face is void, whose shadow drinks the moon
We are the keepers of the seal, the scribes of broken law
(Heh!)
We turn the key that no god forged, we open every flaw
From Memphis to the Nile's black mouth, our voices weave the spell
We call the Crawling Chaos down to break the mortal cell
(Under the stars, under the stone)
(We summon the flesh that walks alone)
Pharaohs of the void, we carve the night! (Hrah!)
We feed the flame with stolen light! (Guttural cry)
Nyarlathotep, hear our cry – (Ugh!)
Unbind the earth, unchain the sky!
The Great Old Ones shall rise again (Hear us!)
And drown the world in ancient rain! (Guttural roar)
We buried Cthulhu's dreaming crown beneath the desert floor (Krrr...)
We sang the hymns that woke the deep and opened every door
The Yithian fled, the Spider weaves, but we are not afraid –
For when the Black Pharaoh ascends, his throne shall never fade (Guttural scream)
(From R'lyeh to Kadath's gate)
(We summon the inevitable fate)
Pharaohs of the void, we carve the night! (Hrah! Hrah!)
We feed the flame with stolen light! (Guttural cry!)
Nyarlathotep, hear our cry – (Ugh! Ugh!)
Unbind the earth, unchain the sky!
The Great Old Ones shall rise again (Hear us! Hear us!)
And drown the world in ancient rain! (Guttural roar – fading!)
(Guttural, rasping chant)
The stars are wrong... (Krr...)
The angles bend... (Growl)
We have tasted the dust of Azathoth... (Deep, guttural exhalation)
And we... are not afraid... of the silence... after the scream... (Primal shout)
(Nyarlathotep… Nyarlathotep…)
(Guttural cries and grunts interspersed)
(Weave the shadow, break the deep…)
The sand will rise… the gods will sleep no more…
And we… (guttural exhale) …we will be the whispers… when the world is torn…
…Nyarlathotep.
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5min
June 17, 2026 Entropy
Entropy by FRED STZ
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5min
June 17, 2026 The Serpent in the Mirror
I looked into the mirror of my own throat —
And the throat was a crack
Running down the spine of God.
YAAAAAAAH — YAH-YAH-YAH — EEEEEEEEE!
Sha-la-ka-ba-ra... sha-la-ka-ba-ra... KEK!
The self I loved was a ghost wearing my skin,
And the self I hated was the same ghost,
Turning its face to the wall.
KREEEEEEEEE! — GGGGGHHH!
We are not one.
We are a war —
A civil war of atoms,
A schism in the marrow,
A fistfight between the light that wants to live
And the dark that remembers the tomb.
Haaaaaaaaa... HHHHH!
Thanatos whispers from the root of the tooth:
"Come home to the dirt."
But Eros hums in the hip and the wrist:
"Dance — you are still warm."
Nnnnnnngggggghhhh...
And I am the battlefield —
Both armies, both flags, both prayers.
I spit on my own altar.
I kneel to my own grave.
Rrrrrrraaaaaahhhh...
The mind is a mirror that lies —
It shows a face,
But the face is a mask,
And the mask is a door,
And the door is a mouth,
And the mouth is screaming
"I am not this!"
Za-za-za! — KEE! — Rah-tah-tah! — HOO! — Shalakazam!
We fracture — snap! — we shatter — crack!
We build our cages out of lack.
Love is a knife in a velvet glove,
And we slit ourselves to feel the love.
HAAAAAAAAAAAAH! — EEEEEEEEE!
I bleed my own name,
I drink my own shame,
I am the wound and the heal,
The wheel and the squeal.
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah...
...still here.
The world ends —
Not with fire,
Not with flood,
But with the stillness of a woman
Who stops fighting herself.
Ah... ha... ha... ha...
And in that stillness —
A door.
Wooooo... woooo... woooo...
We are the cut and the paste.
The rip and the mend.
The mirror and the smasher.
The dreamer and the dream-end.
Hehehe... hehehe... GRRRRAH!
Love your split self —
Love your bruise —
Love the war —
It is your only muse.
HHHHHH! — HAAAAH! — EEEYAH! — KAAH!
We fracture — we choose the crack —
We are the crack —
And the crack is the door.
I am the other I was before.
AAAEEEIOUUUU! — GRAHHH!
Love — inhale —
Death — exhale —
The breath is the bridge.
The breath is the rage.
The breath is the page
Where I write my own liberation.
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah...
Yoooooooooo...
...I am still here.
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5min
June 16, 2026 Dichotomy
The stars were nailed to a velvet clock—
But the hour-hand bent like a serpent's neck,
And the silence began to unravel.
I saw the thread of Reason snap—
The loom of Light fell to its back,
And the weaver wept in cosmic black.
Skraaawk! — Kreeeeeee! — HHHHAAAAAA!
When the void unspools its tongue,
The choir of angels comes undone.
Yaaah! — Order chokes on its own throne,
Chaos gnaws on the cosmic bone.
Eeeeeee! — Grawr! — Skreee-onk!
We built our temples out of math,
Drew holy circles in the bath,
But the black ink bled through every line—
No symmetry, no grand design.
My father's father knelt to light,
I kneel to the teeth of the endless night.
The cosmos sighs—
The chaos grins—
RAAAAAAHHH! — Kaaah! — Hhhh-EEEYAH!
Order is a fragile bruise,
Painted over an abyss.
Chaos doesn't lose—
It just stretches,
And stretches,
And stretches—
Till the scream becomes the kiss.
Dun-dun-dun-dun — CHHHH! — Waaaail!
When the void unspools its tongue,
The father, the son, the ghost—undone!
HHHAA! — I fight with claw and bone,
But chaos knows my every tone.
SKRAAAWK! — YEEEE! — HOOO! — GAH! — FWWWOOOM!
The cosmos weeps...
The chaos reaps...
And I am just a scream—
...still stretching...
...still dreaming...
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4min
June 16, 2026 Night Shelter
Night Shelter by FRED STZ
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4min
June 16, 2026 Built from the Groove (For My Daughter, My Son)
I was a blacksmith with no flame
Hammerin' a man without a name
Tripped on the cracks in my own floor
But you two kicked open the door
Didn't have a map, just a heart in my chest
Made a million mistakes, but I never quit yet
I was rough around the edges, stumbled in my shoes
But you two were the rhythm I just couldn't refuse
Yeah, you two were the rhythm I just couldn't refuse
Oh, my daughter, my son
You're the rain when the drought's begun
All the gold buried underground
Ain't as precious as the love I found
I carried scars from long ago
But I let my river overflow
I built this man from broken stone
But your love... brought me home
(Horn stab - Da-da-da-daa!)
My old man walked out in the cold
My mama's heart had turned to stone
I wore that shadow like a coat
Till you two taught me how to float
I swore on my knees that the buck stops here
No ghost of their past gonna whisper in your ear
Even when I missed the mark and fell down low
You were always there to water what I sow
Yeah, you were always there to help me grow
Oh, my daughter, my son
You're the rain when the drought's begun
All the gold buried underground
Ain't as precious as the love I found
I carried scars from long ago
But I let my river overflow
I built this man from broken stone
But your love... brought me home
Slap that bass, let the trumpet cry...
For the father learnin' how to fly
I ain't perfect, that's the naked truth
But I gave you every ounce of my youth
I took the pain they handed me
And turned it into a melody
To shield you from my yesterday...
Here's the love I couldn't say...
Oh, my daughter, my son
You're the prize when the race is run
All the fame and all the praise
Fade to dust before your gaze
I was lost, but I found my way
In your eyes, I'm home to stay
I built this man from broken stone
But your love... brought me home
Yeah, your love... brought me home...
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6min
June 15, 2026 Celebrate Me
Celebrate Me (No Tears, Just Dance)
My loves, come sit here by my chair
The sun is low, I've braided my last hair
Look at these hands – they've held you tight
They've waved goodbye, they've turned out the light
I've walked in rain with worn-out shoes
I've danced on one good piece of news
I've kissed the wrong lips, lost a few
But every scar turned into something true
Don't count the years I couldn't stay
Count the mornings I laughed the dark away
So don't you weep when I let go
Put on that record, turn it up slow
Shake the floor, spill the wine
I'll be right there in the backbeat line
Celebrate me – no tears, just dance
I had my shot at the wild expanse
I loved your father, I loved you twice
Now let the music be my paradise
My regrets fit in a thimble's cup
I should've yelled less, stayed up more
But oh, the nights I sang you to sleep
That's a promise I knew how to keep
I never made a million, never climbed a hill
But I watched you learn to walk, I watched you stand still
And that's a fortune no bank can hold –
A story made of hands to hold
So when the doctor pulls the final chart
Don't gather darkness – gather every dancing heart
So don't you weep when I let go
Put on that record, turn it up slow
Shake the floor, spill the wine
I'll be right there in the backbeat line
Celebrate me – no tears, just dance
I had my shot at the wild expanse
I loved your father, I loved you twice
Now let the music be my paradise
I'm not a ghost before I'm gone
I'm just a song that's moving on
The body tires, but the beat stays young
Sing my name with a silver tongue
Raise a glass for the breath I took
For every corner of my crooked luck
I'll be the echo in your tambourine
The funkiest memory you've ever seen
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4min
June 14, 2026 Waltz Circuit
Waltz Circuit by FRED STZ
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4min
June 14, 2026 Next Order
Next Order by FRED STZ
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4min

FAQs about FRED STZ MUSIC:

How many episodes does FRED STZ MUSIC have?

The podcast currently has 618 episodes available.