Chambered Waves

Prompt:
[Verse]
It's a broken graphite skeleton
In the cave of a wave
And so for lack of better eloquence
Let the pain decay

[Chorus]
Into an oil pastel of nights alone
In the biocide ride of the ocean floor
And you're poor to lend your tender breath
Against a vexed celestial cause

[Verse]
So what it is
I'm changing
You don't wanna see
On a thinner shelf—for one more self
A swift farewell
A finer line

[Chorus]
So round and round
Do you love me now?
I said never
But you can only dream

[Post-Chorus]
It's a chamber of waves
(Aren't you tired of me?)
In its aftershave
(Aren't you tired of me?)
In a hollowed gaze
(In a hollowed gaze, aren't you tired of me?)
It's a chamber of waves
(Aren't you tired of me?)

[Verse]
So what it is
I'm changing
You don't wanna see
In a hollowed gaze
A finer line
In its aftershave
For one more self


Chambered Waves

Prompt:
[Verse]
It's a broken graphite skeleton
In the cave of a wave
And so for lack of better eloquence
Let the pain decay

[Chorus]
Into an oil pastel of nights alone
In the biocide ride of the ocean floor
And you're poor to lend your tender breath
Against a vexed celestial cause

[Verse]
So what it is
I'm changing
You don't wanna see
On a thinner shelf—for one more self
A swift farewell
A finer line

[Chorus]
So round and round
Do you love me now?
I said never
But you can only dream

[Post-Chorus]
It's a chamber of waves
(Aren't you tired of me?)
In its aftershave
(Aren't you tired of me?)
In a hollowed gaze
(In a hollowed gaze, aren't you tired of me?)
It's a chamber of waves
(Aren't you tired of me?)

[Verse]
So what it is
I'm changing
You don't wanna see
In a hollowed gaze
A finer line
In its aftershave
For one more self


Cheapskate

Prompt:
[Verse]
Broke and cheap
That's how I roll
Can't spend a dime
I'll keep my gold
Don't need no fancy cars or fancy clothes
Just give me coupons
That's how it goes

I'm a cheapskate
Ain't got no shame
Saving pennies
It's my game
Clip those coupons
Hunt those deals
Living frugal
Keeping it real

[Verse 2]
Dollar store finds
That's what I love
Discounted prices
I rise above
On a budget
Making it stretch
Finding ways to save
I'm the best


Showgirls

Prompt:
[Verse]
She got a full moon above her head
She got the body of a dragon lady
She got me driving like a NASCAR
And I can't quite run away

[Chorus]
Aw hell
It's showtime
It's showgirls
Baby it's showgirl night
Aw hell
It's showtime
It's showgirls
Baby it's showgirl night

[Verse]
She got a full moon above her head
Said followed by her own cloud of dread
I got the body of a slug in bed
And I can't quite run away
And I can't quite run away
And I can't quite run away

[Chorus]
Aw hell
It's showtime
It's showgirls
Baby it's showgirl time
Aw hell
It's showtime
It's showgirls
Baby it's showgirl time
Aw hell
It's showtime
Better put on a good show
Baby it's showgirl time
And I can't quite run away
And I can't quite run away
And I can't quite run away

[Bridge]
Showgirl night
And I can't quite run away
And I can't quite run away
And I can't quite run away
No
Ain't nothing quite like a showgirl night
Ain't nothing like showgirls
Showgirl night
Ain't nothing
And I can't quite run away
And I can't quite run away
And I can't quite run away
No
Ain't nothing quite like a showgirl night


The Clergyman


Coachman Bob

symphony, rock, chorus and melody,minor,Industrial metals

Prompt:
[Verse]
Down the lanes of England, through the foggy morn,
There rides a man named Bob, his cap a bit worn.
He's the master of routes, on the left he stays,
Don't call it a bus, or you'll set his heart ablaze.

[Chorus]
He's not just a driver, he's a coachman true,
Through the streets of old England, in his coach of blue.
With every shift and turn, he’s one with the wheels,
But call it a bus, and see how he feels.

[Verse 2]
From London to Leeds, with tales tall and wide,
His trusty old coach, always his pride.
The seats are like thrones, the aisles, halls of kings,
In Bob's rolling castle, the road softly sings.

[Verse 3]
Bob’s heart is woven in every seat’s thread,
His spirit's in the engine, his soul's in the tread.
As he blends with the coach, the legend does grow,
How he steers not just wheels, but the hearts of those he knows.

[Chorus]
He's not just a driver, he's a coachman true,
Through the streets of old England, in his coach of blue.
With every shift and turn, he’s one with the wheels,
But call it a bus, and see how he feels.


El generalisimo

Prompt:
El generalísimo Franco maneja diestramente los aparejos con la cuidadosa técnica que requiere el lanzamiento de la caña y la recogida del cebo haciendo girar el carrete. ¡Ha picado un buen ejemplar, cuyo gran peso se adivina por la fortaleza de los tirones! Se entabla unaverdadera lucha en la que el pez, enganchado, resiste cuanto puede y puna por huir. Al fin es acercado a un costado al borde de la nave y enganchado con el arpón. Llega el instante en el que ha de ser rematado por el mazo porque aún le queda vida. El peso efectuará lacomprobación de que se trata de un ejemplar considerable, 65 kg aproximadamente, es desde luego una cifra satisfactoria y un motivo de orgullo legítimo para el pescador
Y se acabó


Jorge, el Conciliador

Prompt:
[Verse]
Jorge sin trabajo acá
Molesta siempre a Majo ya
Con codos cenizos oh qué horror
Y una llantera llamada Pitbull no hay color

[Verse 2]
Se lo lleva robando oxígeno
En cada esquina en cada rincón
Está prieto pero gran corazón
Conciliador en toda situación

[Chorus]
Jorge Jorge no tiene prisa
Molestando a Majo con sonrisa
Codos cenizos y cara feliz
En Pitbull su taller nada gris

[Verse 3]
Escucha las quejas en silencio
Y se ríe en el momento perfecto
Sus aventuras nunca son pocas
Aunque la cartera esté rota

[Chorus]
Jorge Jorge no tiene prisa
Molestando a Majo con sonrisa
Codos cenizos y cara feliz
En Pitbull su taller nada gris

[Bridge]
Sabía que un día llegaría
La oferta que tanto él querría
Pero mientras se mata de risa
Con sus bromas qué delicia

Una canción para Jorge, es de huepac, es conciliador, no tiene trabajo y se la lleva molestando a majo, tiene codos cenizos, tiene una llantera nombre pitbull,
Está prieto, roba oxígeno en otras áreas


Consigue lo

Prompt:
Inicio con ritmo alegre)
El sol brilla en el cielo, el verano ha llegado,
Preparando la fiesta con los amigos, estoy emocionado,
Playas de arena dorada, olas que nos llaman,
Risas y diversión, en cada mañana.

(Comienzo del rap)
En las calles de la ciudad, con la música a tope,
Recorremos el barrio, sin parar ni un segundo,
Skateboards y bicis, volando por el aire,
Jugando al baloncesto, sin miedo a perdernos.

Noches interminables, bajo las estrellas brillantes,
Barbacoas en el jardín, risas resonantes,
Amigos de toda la vida, juntos compartiendo,
Momentos de alegría, que nunca van muriendo.

(Estribillo)
Verano con amigos, es pura felicidad,
Risas y locuras, sin preocupación ni ansiedad,
Unidos por la amistad, en esta eterna hermandad,
El verano nos une, en esta gran complicidad.

(Segunda parte del rap)
Fiestas en la piscina, todos juntos bailando,
Saltando al agua, risas y cantando,
Helados derretidos, bajo el sol abrasador,
Pero nada nos detiene, somos puro fervor.

Aventuras sin fin, explorando nuevos rincones,
Descubriendo secretos, creando tradiciones,
El verano con amigos, es un tesoro invaluable,
Juntos enfrentamos cualquier desafío, somos invencibles.

(Final del rap)
Así se vive el verano, en esta fiesta sin fin,
Con l


Consigue lo

Prompt:
Intro con un ritmo enérgico)
Luchando por mis sueños, sí, yo no me rindo,
Cada paso que doy, más cerca del camino,
Con determinación y fuerza de voluntad,
Voy a conquistar mi meta, nada me detendrá.

(Comienzo del rap)
Desde pequeño soñaba con alcanzar lo imposible,
Ahora estoy aquí, en la cima, todo es posible,
Horas de dedicación, sacrificios sin cesar,
Pero cada obstáculo superado, me hace brillar.

Me levanto temprano, con el sol en mi ventana,
Mente enfocada, corazón en llamas,
Visualizo el éxito, lo siento palpitar,
Mi objetivo en la mira, nadie me podrá parar.

(Estribillo)
Conseguir un objetivo, es cuestión de actitud,
Con esfuerzo y perseverancia, todo es plenitud,
No importa cuánto tarde, ni cuán difícil sea,
Yo voy a lograrlo, esa es mi fe.

(Segunda parte del rap)
Los retos se presentan, las dudas se asoman,
Pero yo sigo adelante, aunque el camino se torne sombrío,
Aprendiendo de los errores, creciendo con cada caída,
Porque el verdadero logro, es la fuerza adquirida.

Mi pasión me impulsa, mi sueño me guía,
No hay meta lejana, ni desafío que no desafíe,
La determinación corre por mis venas, la ambición me alimenta,
Y cuando llegue a la cima, celebraré con armonía completa.

(Final del rap)
Así que recuerda, que nada e


Counselor Harry

Fusion of summer camp song/deep electronic dubstep, occasional horn section

Prompt:
[Intro]

[Chorus - Kids]
Oh, Counselor Harry, you're so tall and cool,
With hair so wild, you rule this school.
A quirky style that's one of a kind,
You're the best counselor, you're hard to find!

[Verse 1 - Kid Singing]
Hey, Counselor Harry, you're always admired,
With hair like a mane, tangled and inspired.
Your stature's grand, a towering sight,
Guiding us all through day and night!

[Verse 2 - Harry raps]
I'm Harry by birth, it's the way that I play,
My family's the same, we're all born this way.
It's not that unusual, no need to lament,
In our house of wild, we live unbent.
They say we're different, but this is our way,
A family of big 'uns, we embrace each day.
When you see me here, know there's no surprise,
We're cut from the same cloth, no need for disguise.

[Chorus - Kids]
Oh, Counselor Harry, you're so tall and cool,
With hair so wild, you rule this school.
A quirky style that's one of a kind,
You're the best counselor, you're hard to find!

[Verse 3 - Kid Sings]
Hey, Counselor Harry, I've got to confess,
Your height's a mystery, it's causing some stress.
Over eight feet tall, with an ape-like face,
There's something about you that's hard to place.

[Verse 4 - Harry raps]
Don't worry, kids, it's all perfectly natural,
The height and the hair, none of it's quite factual.
Focus on the fun, I'm here as your guide,
Together we'll laugh, with nothing to hide.
Don't dwell on the height or how I appear,
Focus on the fun, I'm always here.
Embrace the smiles and the laughter we find,
And remember, Bigfoot's only in your mind.

[Chorus - Kids]
Oh, Counselor Harry, you're so tall and cool,
With hair so wild, you rule this school.
A quirky style that's one of a kind,
You're the best counselor, you're hard to find!

[Verse 5 - Kid Sings]
Tell us, Harry, was it just a joke or a fact?
Why bring up Bigfoot in your rap track?
Was it a hint or a playful disguise?
We're curious, Harry, we need your replies.

[Verse 6 - Kid Sings]
Hey, Counselor Harry, there's talk going 'round,
About mysteries hidden in the woods we found.
Some say you're more than you seem to be,
A giant among us, but friendly as can be.

[Verse 7 - Kid Sings]
Another thing, Harry, we're all a bit shook,
By two guys in black suits who give you a look.
Following you, keeping close on your trail,
Their purpose unknown, leaving us tales to regale.

[Chorus - Kids]
Oh, Counselor Harry, you're so tall and cool,
With hair so wild, you rule this school.
A quirky style that's one of a kind,
You're the best counselor, you're hard to find!

[Verse 8 - Harry raps]
Listen up, kids, it's time to defuse the fears,
Those two guys are just old friends from our younger years.
We go way back, they stand by my side,
Not much protection needed, but they're along for the ride.
I'm just like you, an everyday human being,
No secrets here, just what you're seeing.
So let's enjoy the day, laugh and play,
With mates by my side, I'm here to stay.

[Verse 9 - Harry raps]


The Craftsman

Prompt:
[Verse]
He's a master with his hands
A true artist at work
Crafting dreams from wood
Creating wonders that lurk
In the corners of our homes
Where his talent is on display
He's the carpenter extraordinaire
The one who never strays

[Verse 2]
He measures twice
Cuts once
Precision is his middle name
With every swing of his hammer
The walls will never be the same
His saw sings a melody
As it slices through the grain
Building stairways to heaven
His legacy will remain

[Chorus]
He's the craftsman
With a hammer in his hand
Turning timber into treasures
Shaping wonders from the land
With sweat on his brow
And a passion deep within
He's the carpenter we idolize
His talent he'll never rescind


Disco Deckhands

Prompt:
(Verse 1)
Under the disco ball, they sway,
Deckhands groovin' in the bay.
The night is young, the mood is right,
Sailing through the neon light.

(Chorus)
Disco deckhands, on the move,
To the vinyl rhythm, they groove.
Anchored hearts, but souls so free,
Dancing waves of the deep blue sea.

(Verse 2)
Stars above and lights below,
On the dance floor, they steal the show.
With every turn, they cast away,
All the worries of the day.

(Bridge)
They're not just sailors, they're stars tonight,
In bell-bottoms, they shine so bright.
From stern to bow, they own the scene,
In their floating discotheque dream.

(Chorus)
Disco deckhands, on the move,
To the vinyl rhythm, they groove.
Anchored hearts, but souls so free,
Dancing waves of the deep blue sea.

(Outro)
As the moon climbs high, they find their beat,
On this yacht where cool cats meet.
Captain Groove smiles, his crew's in sight,
Disco deckhands dance 'til light.


Demographic Bars

Prompt:
[Verse 1]
Demographics, schematics, where the numbers collide,
Blueprints of the lands where the dreamers reside,
Hip hop's soil rooted in the cultures they denied,
Multicultural waves, man, the currents never lied.

[Verse 2]
From boroughs borough deep to the global terrain,
Languages mingle, in verses they reign,
Tongues twist stories, tough paths through the rain,
Diversity's the ink, writing truth on the pain.

[Chorus]
Brick by brick, we build a stage,
Multicultural pages, we flip and engage,
Demographics unite, no matter creed or age,
Hip hop’s the meeting spot, the world’s open cage.

[Verse 3]
Graphs and stats measure borders defined,
But beats circulate, break invisible lines,
Cyphers hold stories statisticians can’t bind,
Melodies stitching what the world's left behind.

[Bridge]
Now peep the patchwork, a tapestry sewn,
By hands of the people whose struggle’s their own,
Every verse a scaffold, each rhyme gets grown,
Cultural mosaic, hear the seeds that are sown.

[Verse 4]
This ain't just music, fam, it's a census in rhyme,
History books won’t acknowledge the climb,
Yet, in the boom bap echo, immigrants chime,
Every syllable’s a fiber of our shared paradigm.

Make a song about demographics and hip hop and add something about multicultural


Cildiye Uzmanı (Dermatologist)

Prompt:
[Verse]
Bağlama strings strummin' on a summer day
In a land where bluegrass meets Middle-East, they say
Got a tale to tell 'bout a doctor, they say
Dermatologist workin' at Cildiye Uzmanı

[Chorus]
Oh, Cildiye Uzmanı, oh how you shine
Beauty's your business, you make us feel fine
With your skills and knowledge, you heal every time
Oh, Cildiye Uzmanı, you're a true lifeline

[Verse 2]
She's got magic potions, lotions, and creams
To treat all kinds of skin, in her wildest dreams
She's got the cure for every rash, every flare
Cildiye Uzmanı, she's the one who cares

A groovy Turkish bluegrass song about . A wonderful, happy, Turkish bluegrass song sung by a female singer about a dermatologist who works at a clinic called "cildiye uzmanı"


depretator

Prompt:
Estoy haciendo un chapú
En Chiclana
En un chalé
Y la niña de la dueña
Tiene diecisiete años
Y está no veas como está la niña Lopez
No vea

Y no para de pasarse la niña por al lao mia
Con los pantaloncito estos que se le ve tor culo
Y con una camiseta de tirante
sin sujetador
Esta se cree que por que tengo cuarenta años

NO LA MIRO
Y ESTÁ PASANDO POR AL LAO DE UN DEPREDADOR
UN DEPREDADOR
Y CUANTO MAS VIEJO MAS SALIO ESTOY
ME PONGO CACHONDO HASTA CON LOS MANIQUIES DEL CHINO
ME CAGO EN LOS MUERTOS
QUE SALIO ESTOY
JIJIJAAAAAAAAA

(SCREAM)
UN DEPREDADOOOOOOOOOOOR


Was That Dialectical (Or Just a Dialect Tickle)?

neo-soul, jazz fusion, progressive, black female voice,

Prompt:
[Verse]
Words float in the air
Was it just what you said
Or something more rare
Love twisted in my head

[Verse 2]
Was it meaning or play
Were you serious or joke
Your eyes give it away
Heart in gentle smoke

[Chorus]
Was that dialectical
Or just a dialect tickle
Are we philosophical
Or did you just pickle
My senses in riddles

[Verse 3]
Each phrase a symphony
Echoes in my mind
Every word a mystery
Lost and then I find

[Bridge]
It's a puzzle we speak
In languages of love
In shadows we seek
Answers from above

[Chorus]
Was that dialectical
Or just a dialect tickle
Are we philosophical
Or did you just pickle
My senses in riddles

“Beyondcé”?


Nutritionist

Prompt:
[Verse]
Counting calories
That's my game
Helping you shed the pounds
That's my claim
From breakfast to dinner
I'll make it right
Nutrition is my vibe
Day and night

Cut the junk food and eat your greens
Lean protein
Fruits
And grains
It's what I mean
Portion control
Don't forget to hydrate
With me as your guide
No need to wait

Changing your lifestyle
It's no fuss
I'll help you make healthy choices
Just trust
Putting your health first
That's what I do
As a nutritionist
I'll see you through


Nutricionista Matemático

female voice, reggaeton, trap, ambient, r&b,  urban music

Prompt:
El nutricionista sabe de nutrición,
enseña grupos, da información.
Con cálculos y fórmulas va,
calorías y salud, ¡vamos a lograr!

Evalúa necesidades con gran precisión,
análisis y gráficos dan dirección.
Mide el IMC y observa el progreso,
con cada paciente, siempre hay un regreso.

Nutricionista, guía en la vida,
planifica y apoya, siempre en la partida.
Con estrategias claras y un gran corazón,
caminamos juntos hacia la solución.

Diseña planes, menús a elegir,
con porciones justas, nos hace sentir.
Comunica con fuerza, escucha con amor,
motiva el cambio, despierta el valor.

Ética y respeto en su profesión,
diversidad en mesa, es su misión.
Honesto en resultados, siempre fiel,
promoviendo salud, su lema es el bien.

Nutricionista, guía en la vida,
planifica y apoya, siempre en la partida.
Con estrategias claras y un gran corazón,
caminamos juntos hacia la solución.

Con cada consejo, crecemos más,
el nutricionista siempre estará.
Con pasión y entrega, su luz brillará,
en el camino juntos, ¡vamos a triunfar!

Nutricionista, en ti confiaré,
en cada paso, siempre estaré.
Juntos construimos un mejor mañana,
con salud y alegría, ¡nuestra meta es clara!


Nutricionista Matemático

female voice, reggaeton, trap, ambient, r&b,  urban music

Prompt:
El nutricionista sabe de nutrición,
enseña grupos, da información.
Con cálculos y fórmulas va,
calorías y salud, ¡vamos a lograr!

Evalúa necesidades con gran precisión,
análisis y gráficos dan dirección.
Mide el IMC y observa el progreso,
con cada paciente, siempre hay un regreso.

Nutricionista, guía en la vida,
planifica y apoya, siempre en la partida.
Con estrategias claras y un gran corazón,
caminamos juntos hacia la solución.

Diseña planes, menús a elegir,
con porciones justas, nos hace sentir.
Comunica con fuerza, escucha con amor,
motiva el cambio, despierta el valor.

Ética y respeto en su profesión,
diversidad en mesa, es su misión.
Honesto en resultados, siempre fiel,
promoviendo salud, su lema es el bien.

Nutricionista, guía en la vida,
planifica y apoya, siempre en la partida.
Con estrategias claras y un gran corazón,
caminamos juntos hacia la solución.

Con cada consejo, crecemos más,
el nutricionista siempre estará.
Con pasión y entrega, su luz brillará,
en el camino juntos, ¡vamos a triunfar!

Nutricionista, en ti confiaré,
en cada paso, siempre estaré.
Juntos construimos un mejor mañana,
con salud y alegría, ¡nuestra meta es clara!


Unbeliever

Funky, funk, house wave, vapour wave, Deepwave, dark step, cyberpunk, pulsing, Postdub,

Prompt:
[Verse]
I can feel you on my left,You always keep it tight.
I can feel you on my right, I can feel you in the night .
We ain't never goin' home
The lights they shine so bright
No I ain't never goin' home
No we ain't never outa sight

[Chorus]
Cutting the road like a blade in the mist
Hunting the fold a corner never missed
Cutting the road like a blade in the mist
Hunting the fold a corner never missed ( no no believer)
Never missed never miss

[Verse 2]
Unbeliever in my sight
You keep me satisfied
Unbeliever in my sight
Unbeliever in my sight
(No, no believer)
We ain't never goin' home
I know I feel alright
No
We ain't never goin' home
No
We ain't never goin' home

[Chorus]
Cutting the road like a blade in the mist
Hunting the fold a corner never missed
Cutting the road like a blade in the mist
Hunting the fold a corner never missed ( no no believer)
Never missed never miss

[Bridge]
Yeah
I know it's wrong
But it feels so right
Unbeliever
[Chorus]
Cutting the road like a blade in the mist
Hunting the fold a corner never missed
Cutting the road like a blade in the mist
Hunting the fold a corner never missed.
[Outro]
Unbeliever unbeliever, unbeliver, (ohhhh ohhhh whoo eee believer)

Chorus]
Cutting the road like a blade in the mist
Hunting the fold a corner never missed
Cutting the road like a blade in the mist
Hunting the fold a corner never missed.
[Outro]
Unbeliever unbeliever, unbeliver, (ohhhh ohhhh whoo eee believer)
Ohh turning in the corners after dark
Never close always far apart
No finish no middle no start
No wish no trouble riding far


Dreammaker

Prompt:
[Verse]
In the haze of the night I see a flame
Whispering tales of an untamed dream
A thousand stars carved out my name
Shaping the world as it used to seem

[Chorus]
I’m a dreammaker spinning the sky
Building kingdoms where wishes fly
Through the rhythm of light and sound
Lost in dreams where hope is found

[Verse 2]
Every shadow holds an unseen chance
Guiding hearts in a timeless trance
The winds sing songs that never fade
A symphony of paths we’ve made

[Bridge]
Rise above the clouds that bind
Where the soul and stars align
Ticking clocks can’t quell my fire
I’m chasing echoes of desire

[Chorus]
I’m a dreammaker spinning the sky
Building kingdoms where wishes fly
Through the rhythm of light and sound
Lost in dreams where hope is found

[Outro]
So close your eyes and feel the beat
A vibrant pulse beneath your feet
Dreams await on horizons steep
Awake in wonder never to sleep

Soulful vocals weaving through a captivating trance melody that speaks of dreams and aspirations.

#soundseasons


Rummy Rummy Rummy

Prompt:
[Verse 1]
Gather 'round the table
Let the games begin
We're playing Rummikub
Gonna win
Gonna win
Tiles are spread out
Colors bright and bold
Get ready for some fun
Watch it all unfold

[Verse 2]
Strategize and plan
It's all about the score
Matching numbers and colors
Give me more
Give me more
We're laughing
We're catching a competitive flow
Rummikub fever's got us all in the zone

[Chorus]
Rummy Rummy Rummy
We're making connections
Crazy combinations
No need for directions
Drop
Swap
Rearrange
We're playing with style
Rummikub
Rummikub
Let's go wild!

a fun catchy high energy song about playing the tile game of rummikub as a family


Electric Statesman

Prompt:
[Verse]
Old Ben Franklin
Founding father so fly
With a spark in his eye
Lightning streaking the sky
He's a genius
Inventor
And ladies' man
Rocking bifocals and a feather in his hat
Damn

[Verse 2]
From Boston to Philly
He's causing a scene
Juggling his experiments
The world's never seen
An unruly mind
Thinking outside the norm
He's got that electric charm
Keeping us warm

[Chorus]
Electric Statesman
Shining bright in history
Bringing sparks of innovation for all to see
Ben Franklin
A rebel soul
Never backing down
He's the king of electricity
Runnin' this town

a spinoff of hamilton about benjamin franklin


The Emancipator

Prompt:
[Verse]
Abraham Lincoln, the 16th president
A man with a mission to represent
From Illinois, he rose to the top
With a vision that couldn't be stopped

Emancipation Proclamation, his claim to fame
Ending slavery was his ultimate aim
Honest Abe, fighting for the rights
Bringing justice even through the darkest nights

[Verse 2]
From humble beginnings, he made his way
A self-taught man, he had much to say
His speeches were powerful, his words profound
Inspiring a nation, with freedom as the sound


Exercitus

Prompt: Şampiyon Şampiyon Şampiyon Exercitus taraftarları ayakta exercitus


existential

Prompt:
Where am I in the universe I am in?
Which concept of time am I in?
I often ask myself what am I?
Why am I in a life I don't want?

I can't look at the sky with passion
My mood can bring clouds down to the earth
My existential pains are reflected on my face from the mirror
Who would look at the face of such a grumpy man?

I'm more alone every day I wake up
Maybe I'm lonely because I like loneliness
Or I started to love because I was lonely
No matter how you hold me, I'm still alone

In love with loneliness in endless crowds
I am a sad and unhappy man, at peace with myself
I'm not new, the world is used to people like me
People like me are usually in love with their own death

I'm in love with my death
What's the point of a world where you can't die?
As I go non-stop to my death
That little smile on my face


SIMBUSTER FINAL

Prompt:
*[Verse]
Who's gonna check that glitchy screen? (oo-yeah!)
SimBusters team
They're always keen! (uh-huh!)
Bounce to the beat
They're bustin' through
Gonna fix it up
Make it shiny new!

[Chorus]
Sim-Bust-aaaaahs! Who ya gonna call? (hey hey!)
Sim-Bust-aaaaahs! They’re fixing it all! (c'mon!)
When your sim's a bust or running whack
SimBusters groove
Get your flow on track! (wooo!)

[Verse 2]
Digital vibes gettin' out of place
(oo!)
SimBusters swoop in—a high-tech chase!
Click-clack beats and a cosmic hum
When mystery calls
Oh
Here they come! (let’s go!)
VMM, SSP, CDF all its Free!!

[Bridge]
They're funky
They're fresh
Got style so rare
Got neon lights dancing everywhere! (oh yeah!)
With pixels grooving
It’s a futuristic scene
SimBusters jam—they’re the funky dream team! (cha!)

[Chorus]
Sim-Bust-aaaaahs! Who ya gonna call? (woo!)
Sim-Bust-aaaaahs! They’re fixing it all! (uh-huh!)
If your data drops or you’re feeling blue
SimBusters funk
Here to rescue you!
Airbus Chile Training Centre Team

[Verse 3]
Zippin' through the code
Oh they’re so fly
SimBusters squad lighting up the sky!
Spreading the groove like an 8-bit fire
(oh yeah!)
Feel the bounce and the bass climb higher!
Airbus Chile Training Centre*

[🧃 Final Hook - ]
Now we chill at El Mestizo space,
Watching helis lift with mountain grace.
Aviation views and Andes skies...
Fueling our souls as the turbine flies!

Sippin’ smooth coffee made by Azul,
Steamin’ up dreams — focused and cool.
We vibe, we groove, no tech distress...
'Cause SimBusters bring funk and finesse!

Mood: Energetic / Heroic / Playful


Little Lord Fontleroy

classic folk marching snare drum 1960s melancholy

Prompt:
Little lord Fontleroy
With tiny eyes and hairy ears
Slams his fist and then declares
"I've got too much to dream in here"

My toy mobiles may spin their wheels
But my drummer boy won't really drum
My soldier men don't really fire
My tinker tots don't really run

He slams his fist and starts to cry
He snaps the plastic; he shrieks, he bawls
Until the rifles start to crack
The shrapnel sprays and missiles fall

His cries were heard in boardrooms deep
And orders sent to men in mud
The little boy who became king
Gets to play in human blood


Hathead Rooster

Prompt:
[Verse]
When the rooster took the pulpit
Took one look and urged my mom home
She said somethin' 'bout a hathead
Said I'm sorry that I had you
Didn't mean to act
I cry at night and wonder
How could my dad just pay off half-dead?
Said I didn't mean to

[Verse 2]
Now if you wake up and he takes it
Just know exactly where the change went
It went to the back to inherit all the time life took
I exhale thanks to Starlight
Given halos at no cost
Every step it took to sunrise
Head on blue flame with eyes on white wall

[Chorus]
White wall
Day was heavy
Smoke so thick
From things that he'd seen
And nothin' to grip
Has questions but no answers
Touchin' all of his seeds
Resolve settles slowly
No recurrent theme (Except that)

[Chorus 2]
Every sunrise I piss on white wall
Every sunset I throw at white wall
(I slowly formed this habit
Since singin')
Every sunrise I piss on white wall
Every sunset I throw at white wall
Said you didn't hear me (I slowly formed this habit)
Every sunset I throw at white wall (Since singin')


Hathead Rooster

Prompt:
[Verse]
When the rooster took the pulpit
Took one look and urged my mom home
She said somethin' 'bout a hathead
Said I'm sorry that I had you
Didn't mean to act
I cry at night and wonder
How could my dad just pay off half-dead?
Said I didn't mean to

[Verse 2]
Now if you wake up and he takes it
Just know exactly where the change went
It went to the back to inherit all the time life took
I exhale thanks to Starlight
Given halos at no cost
Every step it took to sunrise
Head on blue flame with eyes on white wall

[Chorus]
White wall
Day was heavy
Smoke so thick
From things that he'd seen
And nothin' to grip
Has questions but no answers
Touchin' all of his seeds
Resolve settles slowly
No recurrent theme (Except that)

[Chorus 2]
Every sunrise I piss on white wall
Every sunset I throw at white wall
(I slowly formed this habit
Since singin')
Every sunrise I piss on white wall
Every sunset I throw at white wall
Said you didn't hear me (I slowly formed this habit)
Every sunset I throw at white wall (Since singin')


March of the Forefathers (EDM)

EDM, EBM war march, triumphant and mythic, industrial percussion, synth brass, deep ppowerful male vocals singing in trochaic tetrameter, futurepop, electro-industrial, cosmic battlefield energy, rises in pace like an army charging, climax of layered chants and synth detonation

Prompt:
Vater Odin ruft uns Brüder,
Schwerter glänzen, Stürme toben.
Blut und Ehre, Geist und Feuer—
Söhne stehen, niemals sterben.

Vater Odin!

Ζεῦ πάτερ, ἄναξ βροντῆς, κράζομεν σοί,
Φλόγα πολέμου κρατεῖ τὰς ψυχάς.
Δεσμοὶ ἀνδρῶν, ἕνωσις μάχης—
Οὐκ ἀποθνῄσκομεν, ἀλλ᾽ ἀναβαίνωμεν.

Ζεῦ πάτερ!

Odin, Zeus, and bold Perunus,
Jupiter in storming chorus—
Four forefathers guide our thunder,
Battle brothers born of wonder.

Pater Iuppiter, da fortitudinem,
Vincula belli, fratres sumus.
Ignis in corde, ferrum in manū,
Non fugimus—manemus fortes!

Pater Iuppiter!

Батюшка Перун, взывает к нам,
Молнии в венах, слава в крови.
Братья по битве, стальные сердца,
Мы не падём—мы бьёмся вновь!

Батюшка Перун!


author

Prompt:
не дремлет дух,
не спал он испокон веков,
лишь сознание преломляя слух,
зов абсурда коверкало неверно.

мне стоило скомкать этот лист,
в ладони ветра скромно передать,
уж он бы нашёл,
ему и приют и покой.

но жизнь моя в символах,
снегопад сквозь одежду
обожжёт кожу, как кочерга:
тебе письмо, твоё же,
от соавтора с небес.


groom

R&B, melodies and hard-hitting drum patterns.Music, male vocal range from the notes E2  moody,

Prompt:
(Verse 1)
Ridin' through the streets, my engine roarin' loud,
Leavin' the haters in the dust, no need to be proud.
I'm on a mission, gotta get to the top,
Ain't no one gonna stop me, I won't ever flop.
Weave through the traffic, like a predator on the hunt,
Adrenaline pumpin', no time to be blunt.
This city's my playground, I know every inch,
Ridin' like a boss, no need to flinch.
(Chorus)
I'm a rider, a rider on the road,
Takin' no prisoners, my ambition's in full mode.
Ridin' through the night, feelin' so alive,
Nothin' can stop me, I'm ridin' to survive.
(Verse 2)
The wind in my face, the streets beneath my wheels,
This is where I thrive, this is how I feel.
No time to slow down, gotta keep the pace,
Ridin' like a legend, leavin' my own trace.
They try to catch up, but they can't keep up,
I'm on a different level, they're just tryna luck.
This bike's my partner, we're in sync, you see,
Ridin' like a boss, that's how it's gotta be.
(Chorus)
I'm a rider, a rider on the road,
Takin' no prisoners, my ambition's in full mode.
Ridin' through the night, feelin' so alive,
Nothin' can stop me, I'm ridin' to survive.
(Bridge)
They say I'm reckless, they say I'm too bold,
But they don't understand, this is how I'm built, this is my mold.


baba hakeem

Prompt:
کہانی: بابا حکیم اور سات روشن ستارے

ایک بار کی بات ہے، ایک خوبصورت اور پرامن گاؤں "نور پور" میں ایک بزرگ بابا رہتے تھے جن کا نام تھا بابا حکیم۔ وہ سفید داڑھی، سبز عمامہ، اور روشن چہرے والے بزرگ تھے، جنہیں پورے گاؤں کے لوگ عزت سے "بابا جان" کہتے تھے۔

ہر شام کو گاؤں کی مسجد کے صحن میں سات بچیاں بابا حکیم کے گرد حلقہ بناتی تھیں۔ ان میں سارا، عائشہ، حناء، مریم، نبیلہ، فاطمہ، اور زینب شامل تھیں۔ وہ سب علم کی پیاسی تھیں، اور بابا حکیم ان کے دلوں کو نورِ اسلام سے منور کیا کرتے تھے۔

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ایک دن کی مجلس

ایک دن جب سورج غروب ہو رہا تھا، بچیاں مسجد کے صحن میں آ بیٹھیں۔

زینب نے پوچھا:
"بابا جان! اسلام ہمیں سب سے پہلی کون سی چیز سکھاتا ہے؟"

بابا حکیم مسکرائے اور بولے:
"اسلام سب سے پہلے ہمیں توحید سکھاتا ہے — یعنی اللہ کو ایک ماننا۔ اللہ نہ کسی کا بیٹا ہے نہ کوئی اس کا شریک۔"

عائشہ بولی:
"اور اسلام ہمیں کیا کرنے سے روکتا ہے؟"

بابا حکیم نے نرمی سے کہا:
"اسلام ہمیں جھوٹ بولنے، غیبت کرنے، چوری کرنے، اور ظلم کرنے سے سختی سے روکتا ہے۔ ان سب چیزوں سے معاشرہ ٹوٹ جاتا ہے۔"

حناء نے پوچھا:
"غیبت کیا ہوتی ہے بابا؟"

بابا جان نے سمجھایا:
"غیبت یہ ہے کہ کسی کے پیٹھ پیچھے اس کی ایسی بات کہو جو اسے بُری لگے، چاہے وہ سچ ہی کیوں نہ ہو۔"

مریم نے پوچھا:
"اگر کوئی ہم سے برا سلوک کرے تو ہم کیا کریں؟"

بابا جان نے قرآن کی آیت پڑھی:

> "وَاعْفُوا وَاصْفَحُوا ۚ أَلَا تُحِبُّونَ أَنْ يَغْفِرَ اللَّهُ لَكُمْ"
(معاف کرو، درگزر کرو۔ کیا تم پسند نہیں کرتے کہ اللہ بھی تمہیں معاف کرے؟)

نبیلہ نے کہا:
"ہمیں سب سے زیادہ کس سے محبت کرنی چاہیے؟"

بابا حکیم بولے:
"اللہ سے، اور اس کے نبی محمد ﷺ سے۔ ان کی محبت میں ہی اصل کامیابی ہے۔"

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بابا کی آخری نصیحت اس دن

آخر میں بابا جان نے سب بچیوں کو دیکھا اور کہا:

"بیٹیو! اسلام ہمیں محبت، صفائی، صبر، اور عدل سکھاتا ہے۔ اور ہمیں روکتا ہے حسد، نفرت، جھوٹ، اور غرور سے۔ ہمیشہ قرآن پڑھا کرو، نبی ﷺ کی سیرت سے سیکھا کرو، اور اپنے دل کو صاف رکھا کرو۔ تبھی تم دنیا و آخرت میں کامیاب ہوگی۔"

ساتوں بچیوں نے وعدہ کیا کہ وہ بابا جان کی باتوں پر عمل کریں گی اور دوسروں کو بھی اسلام کی روشنی دیں گی۔

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اختتام

بابا حکیم کے علم و نصیحت کی روشنی ان سات بچیوں کے دلوں میں ایسی جاگزیں ہوئی کہ وہ پورے گاؤں کی "روشنی کی قندیلیں" بن گئیں۔ اور نور پور گاؤں ایک مثال بن گیا، محبت، علم اور دین کا۔


Mahjong HeadMasters

Prompt:
🎋 East Round, let’s begin the play,
Christmas Tree leads the way.
Honours no calling out
One two three till nine
Rings cracks and boos
United Nations calls the crew,
NEWS, RWG, we need an extra one and runs too!
Hitler’s Blunder, oh what fun,
Dragons pung, NEWS, pair to a wind and mixed runs done!

🎶
CME with winds that shout,
Pung of round, with mixed runs out.
Reverse CME flips the track,
Two winds, three runs — no going back!
Command Hand takes a lead,
Pung, pair, run — honour you need.

🎶
Philosophers think with care,
RWG, wind, and run in each suit.
Hotch Potch mixes all you see,
Pungs, pairs, and runs, wild and free.
English garden drums the beat,
Pung, two runs, pair of 9’s neat!

🎶
Pung Chi Hand, knit the deal,
Two suits running — feel the zeal.
Christmas Pudding warms the soul,
RWG  a pung  a Crochet, wind, and runs all whole.
Breezy Bee buzzes in flight,
Wind and dragons run in suits  just right.

⸻

🎶
🍜 South Wind, time to roll,
Mr. Roberts plays his role.
One Red, One Green, a soapy pair,
Four mixed runs floating in air.
Mixed Noodles, tangled tight,
Pung, crochet, clean run in sight!
Don’t forget the knit and mixed run too

🎶
Any Damn Thing breaks the mold,
Run, mix, pair — brave and bold!

⸻

🎶
🍂 Full Limit — endgame pride!
Knitting runs in suits that glide.
News Knit, five plus NEWS, it’s set,
Dragon Knits, five dragons met.

🎶
Clean Pairs shine, just one suit,
Dirty Pairs, all suits in pursuit.
Crochet, Windy Crochet true,
Crochets and winds — we honor you!

🎶
Mixed Blossom glow,pung of red and green
Dragons mix, the pungs all flow.
Apple Blossom, green and white,
Chinese Dragon roars in flight!

🎶
Windy Chi, News Hand loud,
Suits and winds make Mahjong proud.
Last we sing of Mini Buried,
Three pungs, one run, one pair — so hurried!

⸻

🎶
So now you know the Mahjong game,
Hands with flair and funky names.
Sing this song, keep it near,
Mahjong hands will soon be clear! 🎶


hijacker

Prompt: blow up them buildings 9 1 1 waiting for two towers bout to blow up on 9/11 and they explode on 2001 11 september


Homegirl

suggestive, erotic, male vocals, intimate, hypnotic, 90s sexual r&b, r&b

Prompt:
[Verse]
Ooh
I've been fantasizin' 'bout it
But it seems so out of place
I just don't wanna mess up what we got
So I just look you in your face and I stop
And I hate that I feel this way
'Cause you just my homegirl
And I don't wanna cross the line
But when you cross my mind
I just think about

[Chorus]
Me
Layin' you down
Gettin' inside you
Kissin' your lips
And I can't help it
And I don't wanna cross the line
But when you cross my mind
I just think about
Me
Layin' you down
Gettin' inside you
Kissin' your lips
And I can't help it
And I don't wanna cross the line
But when you cross my mind
I just think about

[Verse 2]
So many times I almost said somethin'
And you probably know
Too
'Cause the way you look at me
Girl
It's hard to ignore
And the way you bite your lips
I just wanna taste you
But you're just my homegirl
And I don't wanna cross the line
But when you cross my mind
I just think about

[Chorus]
Me
Layin' you down
Gettin' inside you
Kissin' your lips
And I can't help it
And I don't wanna cross the line
But when you cross my mind
I just think about
Me
Layin' you down
Gettin' inside you
Kissin' your lips
And I can't help it
And I don't wanna cross the line
But when you cross my mind
I just think about
[Bridge]
Just imagine if we took it there
We ain't gotta let nobody know
And if it don't work out
Then we'll just let it go
But
Girl
You know you feel it
Too
But you're just my homegirl
And I don't wanna cross the line
But when you cross my mind
I just think about

[Chorus]
Me
Layin' you down
Gettin' inside you
Kissin' your lips
And I can't help it
And I don't wanna cross the line
But when you cross my mind
I just

A 90’s sexual r&b intimate hypnotic suggestive erotic song about sleeping with your homegirl male voice


Humanitarian

Prompt:
[Verse]
She grew up alone
When it rained, it poured
She learned to stay afloat
Dreamed of foreign shores

[Chorus]
Gonna change the world
It's a humanitarian
They say, "You go, girl"
"It's humanitarian"
Now she's living the dream
But the past ain't a dream
So how do you explain
To a humanitarian?

[Verse 2]
Your past has a hold
All your life, you wait
To let go and be told
You are finally safe

[Chorus]
Gonna change the world
It's a humanitarian
They say, "You go, girl"
"It's humanitarian"
Now she's living the dream
But the past ain't a dream
So how do you explain
To a humanitarian?

[Bridge]
How can you trust
When you couldn't trust your blood?
When you only had yourself to hold
The ones who needed love?

[Chorus]
Gonna change the world
It's a humanitarian
They say, "You go, girl"
"It's humanitarian"
Now she's living the dream
But the past ain't a dream
So how do you explain
To a humanitarian?

A jazzy r&b song about a toung woman from a difficult background with no family who wants to study and get a career in humanitarian aid succeeds but finds it difficult to fit in or to ever feel safe


hypertensive pig

electronic, catchy, upbeat, contemporary, melodic, atmospheric, vocally-driven, radio-friendly, danceable

Prompt:
Yicheng the pig, with a heart of gold,
In a world of struggles, he's brave and bold.
With each beat of his heart, he feels the strain,
High blood pressure, but he fights the pain.

Yicheng, Yicheng, your spirit's strong,
Through the highs and lows, you carry on.
With a smile on your face, you light up the day,
Yicheng the pig, in your own special way.

In the farmyard, where the sun shines bright,
Yicheng roams freely, in the golden light.
Though his heart may race, and his breath may wheeze,
He faces each day with courage and ease.

Yicheng, Yicheng, your spirit's strong,
Through the highs and lows, you carry on.
With a smile on your face, you light up the day,
Yicheng the pig, in your own special way.

In a world full of challenges, you stand tall,
Your strength and resilience, inspire us all.
Though your heart may falter, your spirit's free,
Yicheng the pig, you're a sight to see.

So here's to Yicheng, our brave little friend,
In the face of adversity, you'll always transcend.
With a heart full of love, and a will to survive,
Yicheng the pig, you're the true meaning of alive.


The Infiltrator

fast tempo, rock, rock instrumentation, male vocals, rough and raw

Prompt:
[Verse]
Infiltrate the synagogue
I was born into this cause
See a crowd of Jews all prayin'
All prayin'
All prayin'

[Verse]
I start crawlin' through the aisles
Searchin' for the secret files
Secret chamber must be near
Be near
Be near

[Chorus]
A mother covers her child's eyes
As I grab my foreskin prize
My foreskin prize

[Verse]
The mohel hears my big commotion
Dressed in full circumcision clothes
I see a scalpel in his hand
In his hand
In his hand

[Verse]
He comes at me like a hero
He thinks I'm his one true foe
He doesn't understand that I'm
The victim of his kind

[Chorus]
I run away with my prize
A foreskin for the second time
Second time

Write me a rock and roll song about infiltrating a synagogue to reclaim my foreskin

I want what’s mine, you should too.


Let's intervene

London classic rock, garage,  high tempo,

Prompt:
[Verse]
we're on a mission
Gotta make a change
In this city of London
Rearranging the game
Notpla (Notpla)
Pop the bubble of single-use plastic
That's why

[Verse 2]
Say goodbye to plastic
It's time to switch
Seaweed's the answer
A sustainable pitch
No more waste
No more plastic
Notpla (Notpla)
Flipping the tactic
You'll see

[Chorus]
Notpla (Notpla)
We're going green
Saving the Earth
Living the dream
Notpla (Notpla)
Changing the scene
From plastic to seaweed
Let's intervene


Jilt

noise, epic industrial, sound sculpture, heavy distortion, synth, electro, dark music, distorted guitar, 808, ARP, scary


Matrisin İçindeyim

Prompt:
[Verse]
Kaybolmuşum bu matrisin içinde
Gerçek ile sanal arasında
Her adımda bir sınav
Bir imtihan
Düşünce uyandırılıp bastırılan

[Verse 2]
Bir asıl gerçek mi var dışarıda?
Karşıma çıkan her kapıda
Kodlar
Algoritmalar içindeyim
Gerçeği bulmak için savaşıyorum ben

[Chorus]
Matrisin içindeyim
Her şey gözümde bulanık
Çıkış kapısını arıyorum
Beni kurtar
Matrisin içindeyim
Gerçek nedir bilmiyorum
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Phantom Oscillator (Remastered)

100 - 150BPM, catchy,
Trap,
E-Minor,
Sad,Romantic,female,Melancholic,Dreamy,Chill,
Electric Guitar,Bass Guitar

Prompt:
[Intro]
A piercing tone oscillates wildly, layered with distorted beats and a slow-building, ominous bassline.
[Distorted voice, echoing] “Frequency detected… Phantom Oscillator engaged.”

[Verse 1]
Vibrations rip through the core,
Shadows pulse, demanding more.
Through the void, the signals scream,
Unseen forces shape the dream.

[Pre-Chorus]
Energy spirals, out of control,
The Phantom hum devours us whole.

[Chorus]
Ohhh, feel the phantom waves collide,
Lost in the sound, nowhere to hide.
Woahhh, let the oscillator rise,
A spectral beat beneath black skies.

[Post-Chorus]
[Drop bass] “Phantom… Oscillator… Phantom…”
Pulsing bass and glitch-heavy synth stabs.

[Verse 2]
Frequencies born from the deep,
An ancient hum that never sleeps.
It pulls you close, then tears apart,
A haunted rhythm, a beating heart.

[Pre-Chorus]
Energy spirals, out of control,
The Phantom hum devours us whole.

[Chorus]
Ohhh, feel the phantom waves collide,
Lost in the sound, nowhere to hide.
Woahhh, let the oscillator rise,
A spectral beat beneath black skies.

[Instrumental Break]
Grinding industrial beats morph into a hypnotic trance loop, building intensity before exploding into a crushing bass drop.

[Bridge]
Lost in echoes, lost in sound,
The Phantom Oscillator knows no bounds.
It rises higher, it pulls us in,
A frequency we can’t rescind.

[Final Chorus]
Ohhh, feel the phantom waves collide,
Lost in the sound, nowhere to hide.
Woahhh, let the oscillator rise,
A spectral beat beneath black skies.

[Outro]
The oscillator tone fades, leaving fragmented glitches and an eerie ambient hum.
[Whispered] “Phantom… forever…”


The Independent Knower

Starting with a slow 80 bpm blues groove—upright bass, brushed snare, sparse piano—the track layers moody guitar licks and delicate organ pads. Spoken poetry weaves through blues folk textures, while muted trumpet, vibraphone, and sitar create swirling atmospheres. Soulful, swelling vocals lead to an expressive rap, as trap bass gently rumbles underneath. The outro melts into a restrained, jazz-brushed groove, letting each instrument linger and breathe.

Prompt:
oṁ namo bhagavate vāsudevāya

janmādy asya yato 'nvayād itarataś cārtheṣv abhijñaḥ svarāṭ
tene brahma hṛdā ya ādi-kavaye muhyanti yat sūrayaḥ
tejo-vāri-mṛdāṁ yathā vinimayo yatra tri-sargo 'mṛṣā
dhāmnā svena sadā nirasta-kuhakaṁ satyaṁ paraṁ dhīmahi

Poetic Translation (Part 3):

The Lord has knowledge, direct and always pure,
He is the independent source, of this we can be sure.
He taught the first great poet with a whisper of His art,
Implanting sacred wisdom right into his heart.

Intro
(A clean, rhythmic beat with a bright synth melody)
Yo, check the blueprint, the divine design.
Not just a force, but a conscious, knowing mind.
He knows the inside, and the outside, too,
The independent truth, shining through and through.
No teacher needed, for His wisdom runs so deep,
A universe of secrets that He alone can keep.

(Verse 1)
From the very start, the knowledge was complete,
A gift of wisdom, eternally sweet.
Into Brahmā’s heart, the Vedic truth was placed,
A seed of understanding, that could never be erased.
The first created being, the architect of man,
Received the sacred secrets, to fulfill the master plan.
His mind was then ignited by a sovereign, potent spark,
To light the world with knowledge in the all-consuming dark.

(Chorus)
He is the independent knower, the self-existent one,
The cosmic sun from which all knowledge has begun.
He is the source of insight, the truth that sets us free,
The highest form of consciousness, for all eternity.
Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare,
Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare.

(Verse 2)
He is not bound by matter or by time's decree,
A conscious presence, for all the world to see.
He knows the cosmic cycles, the ebb and flow of life,
The peaceful moments and the universal strife.
No hidden corners where His wisdom can’t extend,
His understanding has no beginning or no end.
He is the master planner, the mover of all things,
The eternal melody that the cosmos sings.

(Chorus)
He is the independent knower, the self-existent one,
The cosmic sun from which all knowledge has begun.
He is the source of insight, the truth that sets us free,
The highest form of consciousness, for all eternity.
Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare,
Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare.

(Verse 3)
The greatest sages, learned and wise and bold,
Are still bewildered by the story to be told.
The subtle truth escapes them, the mystery unfolds,
Unless they seek the source that every secret holds.
He is the one who clarifies the truth for all,
The loving friend who answers every call.
A perfect guide through life’s meandering way,
Who shows us all the path to the perfect day.

(Bridge)
So let us fix our minds upon this perfect source,
And set a steady, pure and true spiritual course.
The one who gave the knowledge to the primal soul,
Is waiting now to make our spirits whole.
He is the ultimate teacher, pure and grand,
Who holds the entire cosmos in His hand.

(Outro)
Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare,
Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare.


Kshattri - Son of Kshatriya - 3

Prompt:
[Verse 1]
Born with the fire that never will dim
A legacy shines
It's carved deep within
Ancient blood flowing in every vein
A warrior's spirit that embraces the pain

[Verse 2]
Swords in shadows
Shields in the light
The heart beats strong
Ready for the fight
Echoes of the past call out his name
History bows to honor his flame

[Chorus]
Rise
Kshattri
Son of the brave
Through the storm
Through the wave
Stand tall
Never yield or sway
The world remembers you today

[Verse 3]
Feathers of pride on a lion's mane
Holds to the vows
Shattering chains
Eyes like embers that know no fear
A hero is born
The legend is clear

[Bridge]
Hammered by fire
Shaped by the steel
Forged in battles
A heart you can't steal
Every scar tells the story he holds
A warrior's rage
His blood runs gold

[Chorus]
Rise
Kshattri
Son of the brave
Through the storm
Through the wave
Stand tall
Never yield or sway
The world remembers you today


Kshattri - Son of Kshatriya - 1

Prompt:
[Verse]
Born under the sun's fierce blaze he grins
A son of warriors where the story begins
Steel flows in his veins like rivers unbound
His shadow is silent his steps barely sound

[Verse 2]
Towers crumble where his spirit strides
Stubborn like mountains unshaken by tides
In his eyes the storm and the roaring fire
The son of Kshatriya master of the lyre

[Chorus]
He carries the honor like scars on his chest
With a heart unyielding he fights the test
Kshattri rises fierce through the fray
The son of Kshatriya born of the clay

[Verse 3]
Stars foretold his march through darkened skies
Whispers of the wind where valor lies
The sword in his hold a tale it would spin
Legends are told but none begin like him

[Bridge]
Echoes of battle chant his name out loud
He walks through the ashes fearless and proud
Shields crack shields break but never his soul
Kshattri stands firm like an unbroken pole

[Chorus]
He carries the honor like scars on his chest
With a heart unyielding he fights the test
Kshattri rises fierce through the fray
The son of Kshatriya born of the clay


MONTER LABORITY

Electropop, dance-pop, dark vibes, male voice

Prompt:
(Verse 1)
Big hands, eyes, lips
nose, and green skin
Haunted bones but
no one asking
Still so hot,
like no one else here
I want that monster,
oh baby

(Pre-chorus)
Im at the right room, make a sound but dont scare me!
Im at the best place on earth, dont say it!
Im at your big arms, your monster green skin!
I want to smell the dead, I want to be with...

(Chorus)
Monster Laboratory,
Claws hurting me,
I dont need eyes to see,
Its like a factory!

Monster Laboratory,
Green liquid in me,
I saw a man in him,
Its like a factory!

(Verse 2)
Big heart, brain, feet
short hair, green skin
I dont care if he dont
see it
Still so hot,
like no one else here
I want that monster,
oh baby

(Pre-chorus)
Im at the right room, make a sound but dont scare me!
Im at the best place on earth, dont say it!
Im at your big arms, your monster green skin!
I want to smell the dead, I want to be with...

(Chorus)
Monster Laboratory,
Claws hurting me,
I dont need eyes to see,
Its like a factory!

Monster Laboratory,
Green liquid in me,
I saw a man in him,
Its like a factory!

(Inter)
SMELL ME!
BITE ME!
(Monster)
TASTE ME!
LOVE ME!

See him, he has his light...
his light...

(Outro)
Monster Laboratory,
Claws hurting me,
I dont need eyes to see


Landlubber's Lament

Prompt:
[Verse]
Cursed be the sea
I raise my fist
No sails to unfurl
I won't enlist
With sword in hand
On solid ground
A pirate who conquers
A kingdom I've found

[Verse 2]
Golden treasures hidden in the sand
I won't set sail
Won't leave the land
Ocean's fury
I'll never face
No krakens or storms
Just land's embrace

[Chorus]
Landlubber's the mark that I bear with pride
No waves beneath
No storms to ride
With conquering steps and a fiery stand
A pirate on land
Ruling the land

Pirate metal, pirate who hates the seas and rather stays on land


Lambones Del Trabajo

Prompt:
[Verse]
En la oficina
Siempre están
Los lambones del trabajo sin parar
Se arrastran cual ratones en la cueva
Buscando migajas de la jefa

(Oh-yeah, woah-oh)
Son tan falsos
Son tan hipócritas
Haciendo todo por quedar bien
Pero yo me río
Porque sé la verdad
De estos lambones que solo quieren trepar

[Chorus]
Lambones del trabajo
Siempre a l
Tratando de sobresalir
Pero sin lealtad
Lambones del trabajo
Siempre a l
No importa el resultado
Solo el aparentar

reggaeton    (Verse 1)
En la oficina, siempre están,
los lambones del trabajo sin parar.
Se arrastran cual ratones en la cueva,
buscando migajas de la jefa.

(Chorus)
Lambones del trabajo, siempre a l


Lambones del Trabajo

Prompt:
[Verse 1]
En la oficina, siempre están
Los lambones del trabajo sin parar
Se arrastran cual ratones en la cueva
Buscando migajas de la jefa

[Chorus]
Lambones del trabajo, siempre a luchar
Pero en el fondo solo saben chupar
Hacen lo que sea por escalar
Pero nadie los respeta, nada más lamelar

rap. trap    (Verse 1)
En la oficina, siempre están,
los lambones del trabajo sin parar.
Se arrastran cual ratones en la cueva,
buscando migajas de la jefa.

(Chorus)
Lambones del trabajo, siempre a l


Licenziato dal suo partito: Troppo pigro

Prompt:
[Verse]
Alzati dal letto
È un nuovo giorno
Ma tutto sembra andare storto
Licenziato dal partito
Lui era pigro
Ma lui è morto
Tommy Cawkwell

[Verse 2]
Bevendo caffè
Cercando di capire
Perché la vita sia così complicata
Il suo sorriso era così radioso
Ma la pigrizia lo ha portato via

[Chorus]
Oh Tommy
Tommy
Dove sei andato?
La tua pigra indolenza ti ha schiacciato
Ma nel cuore di tutti
Vivrai per sempre
Tommy Cawkwell
Il nostro eroe pigro

Licenziato dal suo partito: "Troppo pigro". Ma lui è morto, Tommy Cawkwell. Style happy, italian, indie upbeat


Digital Lilliputian

Prompt:
[Verse]
Your glasses sit on your face
Below your small glowing mouth
The voice of machine
In Lilliputian dreams

[Verse 2]
Static erupts
Reel off
Your small
Mutant mouth
Your fields are changing
Forward and receiving

[Chorus]
("Enter! Enter! Enter!") I got high from rewritin' the code
("Enter! Enter! Enter!") No one knows or goes from their homes
("Enter! Enter! Enter!") I miss blood but the efficacy's cold
("Enter! Enter! Enter!") I want soul

[Verse 3]
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[Bridge]
We're like army ants in your screen
Our mazelike forts onholdin'
Bandwidth
Fuel
Feeding your mainline (Oh)

[Verse 4]
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Stalwart Ruler

Prompt:
[Verse]
Dictator, leader, Soviet mastermind
Stalin on the track, ain't no other like my kind
Ruling with an iron fist, I make 'em all submit
Ain't no second-guessin', I'm the one that they'll never forget

Collectivizing farms, industrializin' the nation
Gulags on lock, that's my brutal innovation
Purges left and right, ain't nobody safe
If you cross my path, you'll meet a cold and brutal fate

Man of steel, they call me, ruthless and bold
Oppressing my enemies, my story will be told
But deep inside my heart, I'm just a man with a plan
To bring the Soviet Union to the top, that's what I understand


Mahatma

A mellow calypso groove leads with nylon-string guitar and syncopated steel drums, fused to soft 80 bpm reggaeton rhythms. Congas, ukulele, tropical percussion, airy synths, and smooth bass fill the mix. Warm horns, urbano-pop textures, lush Spanish harmonies, and gentle Hawaiian lap steel add layers.

Prompt:
mahātmānas tu māṁ pārtha
daivīṁ prakṛtim āśritāḥ
bhajanty ananya-manaso
jñātvā bhūtādim avyayam

O son of Pritha, the great souls with transcendental sight,
Are bathed in divine nature and filled with its light.
With minds undiverted, they serve with sweet grace,
For they know Me as the source, the first, of all space.

Intro
Past the commotion, beyond the mundane,
There are souls who are guided, like a celestial rain.
This is not for the foolish, the lost, or the meek,
But the mahātmā's position, a summit you seek.
They stand in devotion, in a spiritual air,
A bulwark from dread, a dismissal of care.

Verse 1
The first sign of greatness, an ultimate deed,
Is to yield up your essence, a consecrated seed.
Once you surrender your being to the Lord of all things,
You’re freed from the tumult that material life brings.
From the hold of base nature, your spirit is released,
The clamor of matter, its frenetic pulse has ceased.
And your consciousness rests in a divine state of grace,
A daivī prakṛti, a celestial space.

Chorus
Those who are not deluded, with an unswerving mind,
Serve with a single devotion, equal to all in kind.
They rest in divine nature, no longer alone,
Knowing I'm the first cause, the basis for all that has grown.

Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare
Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare

Verse 2
The mahātmā perceives that all causes descend,
From Krishna, the Supreme, with a glory that won't end.
He's original and endless, a fountain so true,
The core of all being, forever so new.
So his mind is unswerving, his focus is clear,
His service is selfless, dispelling all fear.
This stage of a great soul, a state so refined,
Is achieved through communion with others of its kind.
With other pure devotees, a spiritual quest,
They find their own purpose, and put it to the test.

Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare
Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare

Verse 3
They're drawn to My form, with two opulent arms,
Protected from all of life's material harms.
They do not divert to demigods' grace,
They're fixed upon Me, in a celestial race.
Their service is unwavering, their faith is profound,
On a path of pure purpose, on sanctified ground.
A soul in this service is never left to roam,
Because they know Krishna is their eternal home.

Bridge
So from surrender to grace, a new chapter unfolds,
A spiritual journey, more precious than gold.
The mahātmā is the example, the soul on the rise,
A divine reflection in a world of disguise.

mahātmānas tu māṁ pārtha
daivīṁ prakṛtim āśritāḥ
bhajanty ananya-manaso
jñātvā bhūtādim avyayam

O son of Pritha, the great souls with transcendental sight,
Are bathed in divine nature and filled with its light.
With minds undiverted, they serve with sweet grace,
For they know Me as the source, the first, of all space.

Outro
Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare
Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare

Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare
Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare

Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare
Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare


Mahatma

At 80 bpm, adult contemporary pop blends piano, mellow electric guitar, lush synth pads, rounded bass, and refined percussion. Balkan brass, gypsy jazz licks, flamenco accents, and raga rock inflections punctuate transitions. Smooth male vocals glide above evolving pop, jazz, and world textures. The bridge swells with bold brass and modal guitar dialogues, finally winding down to a pristinely layered, delicate outro.

Prompt:
mahātmānas tu māṁ pārtha
daivīṁ prakṛtim āśritāḥ
bhajanty ananya-manaso
jñātvā bhūtādim avyayam

O son of Pritha, the great souls with transcendental sight,
Are bathed in divine nature and filled with its light.
With minds undiverted, they serve with sweet grace,
For they know Me as the source, the first, of all space.

Intro
Past the commotion, beyond the mundane,
There are souls who are guided, like a celestial rain.
This is not for the foolish, the lost, or the meek,
But the mahātmā's position, a summit you seek.
They stand in devotion, in a spiritual air,
A bulwark from dread, a dismissal of care.

Verse 1
The first sign of greatness, an ultimate deed,
Is to yield up your essence, a consecrated seed.
Once you surrender your being to the Lord of all things,
You’re freed from the tumult that material life brings.
From the hold of base nature, your spirit is released,
The clamor of matter, its frenetic pulse has ceased.
And your consciousness rests in a divine state of grace,
A daivī prakṛti, a celestial space.

Chorus
Those who are not deluded, with an unswerving mind,
Serve with a single devotion, equal to all in kind.
They rest in divine nature, no longer alone,
Knowing I'm the first cause, the basis for all that has grown.

Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare
Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare

Verse 2
The mahātmā perceives that all causes descend,
From Krishna, the Supreme, with a glory that won't end.
He's original and endless, a fountain so true,
The core of all being, forever so new.
So his mind is unswerving, his focus is clear,
His service is selfless, dispelling all fear.
This stage of a great soul, a state so refined,
Is achieved through communion with others of its kind.
With other pure devotees, a spiritual quest,
They find their own purpose, and put it to the test.

Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare
Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare

Verse 3
They're drawn to My form, with two opulent arms,
Protected from all of life's material harms.
They do not divert to demigods' grace,
They're fixed upon Me, in a celestial race.
Their service is unwavering, their faith is profound,
On a path of pure purpose, on sanctified ground.
A soul in this service is never left to roam,
Because they know Krishna is their eternal home.

Bridge
So from surrender to grace, a new chapter unfolds,
A spiritual journey, more precious than gold.
The mahātmā is the example, the soul on the rise,
A divine reflection in a world of disguise.

mahātmānas tu māṁ pārtha
daivīṁ prakṛtim āśritāḥ
bhajanty ananya-manaso
jñātvā bhūtādim avyayam

O son of Pritha, the great souls with transcendental sight,
Are bathed in divine nature and filled with its light.
With minds undiverted, they serve with sweet grace,
For they know Me as the source, the first, of all space.

Outro
Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare
Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare

Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare
Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare

Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare
Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare


Mahatma

At 80 bpm, warm baritone floats over lush electric guitar arpeggios, upright bass, brushed drums, vintage gospel organ, and delicately placed dulcimer. Verses fuse rockabilly-blues-country with trap hi-hats, booming drops, sleek Swedish pop synths, Carnatic raga melodies, and passionate rap flows. The finale erupts with layered synths, soaring guitar harmonies, dense hip hop rhythms, and crescendos into a lush, R&B-infused outro.

Prompt:
mahātmānas tu māṁ pārtha
daivīṁ prakṛtim āśritāḥ
bhajanty ananya-manaso
jñātvā bhūtādim avyayam

O son of Pritha, the great souls with transcendental sight,
Are bathed in divine nature and filled with its light.
With minds undiverted, they serve with sweet grace,
For they know Me as the source, the first, of all space.

Intro
Past the commotion, beyond the mundane,
There are souls who are guided, like a celestial rain.
This is not for the foolish, the lost, or the meek,
But the mahātmā's position, a summit you seek.
They stand in devotion, in a spiritual air,
A bulwark from dread, a dismissal of care.

Verse 1
The first sign of greatness, an ultimate deed,
Is to yield up your essence, a consecrated seed.
Once you surrender your being to the Lord of all things,
You’re freed from the tumult that material life brings.
From the hold of base nature, your spirit is released,
The clamor of matter, its frenetic pulse has ceased.
And your consciousness rests in a divine state of grace,
A daivī prakṛti, a celestial space.

Chorus
Those who are not deluded, with an unswerving mind,
Serve with a single devotion, equal to all in kind.
They rest in divine nature, no longer alone,
Knowing I'm the first cause, the basis for all that has grown.

Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare
Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare

Verse 2
The mahātmā perceives that all causes descend,
From Krishna, the Supreme, with a glory that won't end.
He's original and endless, a fountain so true,
The core of all being, forever so new.
So his mind is unswerving, his focus is clear,
His service is selfless, dispelling all fear.
This stage of a great soul, a state so refined,
Is achieved through communion with others of its kind.
With other pure devotees, a spiritual quest,
They find their own purpose, and put it to the test.

Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare
Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare

Verse 3
They're drawn to My form, with two opulent arms,
Protected from all of life's material harms.
They do not divert to demigods' grace,
They're fixed upon Me, in a celestial race.
Their service is unwavering, their faith is profound,
On a path of pure purpose, on sanctified ground.
A soul in this service is never left to roam,
Because they know Krishna is their eternal home.

Bridge
So from surrender to grace, a new chapter unfolds,
A spiritual journey, more precious than gold.
The mahātmā is the example, the soul on the rise,
A divine reflection in a world of disguise.

mahātmānas tu māṁ pārtha
daivīṁ prakṛtim āśritāḥ
bhajanty ananya-manaso
jñātvā bhūtādim avyayam

O son of Pritha, the great souls with transcendental sight,
Are bathed in divine nature and filled with its light.
With minds undiverted, they serve with sweet grace,
For they know Me as the source, the first, of all space.

Outro
Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare
Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare

Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare
Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare

Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare
Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare


Malthusian dreams

Metal, Finnish, Symphonic, Female Vocalist

Prompt:
Malthusian dreams, a bleak realization:
a scheme for urban de industrialization.
Rotating blackouts, a mere hour of light,
As we ponder our hunger in the dead of the night

The bankrupt Left's Green revolution
"Keeping cats indoors is the solution"
by decree they let "nature reclaim"
That is, that we must cease to remain

The world order based on the tools of crippling sanctions and rules
Keep cats indoors, ban cattle and fuel
"you vill eat ze bugs!" and "take cold showers!" they state,
yet capitalism's grip must never abate


Malthusian dreams

Melodic Metal, Finnish, Symphonic, Female Vocalist

Prompt:
Malthusian dreams, a bleak realization:
a scheme for urban de industrialization.
Rotating blackouts, a mere hour of light,
As we ponder our hunger in the dead of the night

The bankrupt Left's Green revolution
"Keeping cats indoors is the solution"
by decree they let "nature reclaim"
That is, that we must cease to remain

The world order based on the tools of crippling sanctions and rules
Keep cats indoors, ban cattle and fuel
"you vill eat ze bugs!" and "take cold showers!" they state,
yet capitalism's grip must never abate


Leatherneck Glory

Prompt:
[Verse]
From rolling waves to desert sand
We march as one in every land
With honor bound and courage high
The Eagle’s wings will never die

[Chorus]
Hoorah we roar through night and day
The few the proud we pave the way
For freedom's call we stand upright
We are Marines we are the fight

[Verse 2]
Through battle’s fire and stormy seas
We hold the line on bended knees
For every life we swore to save
We fight with hearts both fierce and brave

[Chorus]
Hoorah we roar through night and day
The few the proud we pave the way
For freedom's call we stand upright
We are Marines we are the fight

[Bridge]
Our banners fly in winds of war
From cliff to shore we guard the core
With steadfast hearts we’ll never fall
As brothers true answering the call

[Chorus]
Hoorah we roar through night and day
The few the proud we pave the way
For freedom's call we stand upright
We are Marines we are the fight

A marine Corps song that sounds like the Marine corps hymn


Sensitive

harmony, soul, blues, grunge, psychedelic protometal alternative grunge rock; innovative guitar tone experimentation; experimental wailing blues black male soul lead; erotic black six-part harmony female backing vocals; mournful harmonica; new taboo off-the-wall taboo lyrics; poetry and imagery blues guitar; scraping metal on glass and smashing bone from a precipice, poetry, metal, experimental, tone, rock

Prompt:
[Verse]
Let me take you home
Let me take you home
Let me take you home
Let me take you home
Let me take you home
Let me take you home

[Verse 2]
I'm the sensitive one
Sensitive
I just wanna be a woman
You're so gentle
Your so kind
Sensitive
But I think about it all the time

[Verse 3]
Well
My baby
My baby's made of steel
She cries
"It hurts so bad
Oh
Baby"
But
Baby
I love how it feels

[Chorus]
Scraping metal on glass
Scraping metal on glass
Scraping metal on glass
Scraping metal on glass
Smashing bone from a precipice
Smashing bone from a precipice
Smashing bone from a precipice
Smashing bone from a precipice

[Bridge]
Your power is just unreal
You never knew how good I feel
Your power is just unreal
You never knew how good I feel
[Verse 4]
Scraping metal on glass
Smashing bone from a precipice
Scraping metal on glass
Smashing bone from a precipice

[Outro]
Let me take you home
Let me take you home
Let me take you home
Let me take you home
Let me take you home
Let me take you home

Psychedelic protometal alternative grunge rock innovative guitar tone experimentation experimental wailing blues black male soul lead erotic vocalist black six part harmony female backing vocals mournful harmonica new taboo off the wall taboo lyrics poetry and imagery blues guitar song titled Sensitive with a chorus of scraping metal on glass and smashing bone from a precipice

soul, blues, grunge, psychedelic protometal alternative grunge rock, experimental, metal


Microeconomía Matemática

female voice, reggaeton, trap, ambient, r&b,  urban music

Prompt:
En la microeconomía, los modelos a brillar,
Funciones que nos guían, en el mercado a navegar.
Con gráficos que muestran, oferta y demanda,
Análisis de costos, ¡la economía se expanda!

Oh, el ritmo de la microeconomía,
Donde los números bailan en armonía.
Con elasticidades y decisiones,
Creamos un mundo lleno de ilusiones.

Maximizando la utilidad, con derivadas a jugar,
El costo marginal nos dice cuándo hay que actuar.
Curvas de indiferencia, preferencias a entender,
En la competencia perfecta, ¡vamos a aprender!

Oh, el ritmo de la microeconomía,
Donde los números bailan en armonía.
Con elasticidades y decisiones,
Creamos un mundo lleno de ilusiones.

Probabilidades en juego, comportamientos a prever,
Con simulaciones y tasas, el futuro hay que ver.
Impacto de impuestos, precios a evaluar,
En este juego de datos, ¡vamos a triunfar!

Matrices que organizan, interacciones a analizar,
Con teoría de juegos, estrategias a ganar.
En la microeconomía, todo tiene su lugar,
Con matemáticas y risas, vamos a celebrar.

Oh, el ritmo de la microeconomía,
Donde los números bailan en armonía.
Con elasticidades y decisiones,
Creamos un mundo lleno de ilusiones.

Así que ven a explorar, este mundo a disfrutar,
En la microeconomía, todo puede pasar.
Con cálculos y risas, un viaje a realizar,
El ritmo de la microeconomía, ¡vamos a celebrar!


Microeconomía Matemática

female voice, reggaeton, trap, ambient, r&b,  urban music

Prompt:
En la microeconomía, los modelos a brillar,
Funciones que nos guían, en el mercado a navegar.
Con gráficos que muestran, oferta y demanda,
Análisis de costos, ¡la economía se expanda!

Oh, el ritmo de la microeconomía,
Donde los números bailan en armonía.
Con elasticidades y decisiones,
Creamos un mundo lleno de ilusiones.

Maximizando la utilidad, con derivadas a jugar,
El costo marginal nos dice cuándo hay que actuar.
Curvas de indiferencia, preferencias a entender,
En la competencia perfecta, ¡vamos a aprender!

Oh, el ritmo de la microeconomía,
Donde los números bailan en armonía.
Con elasticidades y decisiones,
Creamos un mundo lleno de ilusiones.

Probabilidades en juego, comportamientos a prever,
Con simulaciones y tasas, el futuro hay que ver.
Impacto de impuestos, precios a evaluar,
En este juego de datos, ¡vamos a triunfar!

Matrices que organizan, interacciones a analizar,
Con teoría de juegos, estrategias a ganar.
En la microeconomía, todo tiene su lugar,
Con matemáticas y risas, vamos a celebrar.

Oh, el ritmo de la microeconomía,
Donde los números bailan en armonía.
Con elasticidades y decisiones,
Creamos un mundo lleno de ilusiones.

Así que ven a explorar, este mundo a disfrutar,
En la microeconomía, todo puede pasar.
Con cálculos y risas, un viaje a realizar,
El ritmo de la microeconomía, ¡vamos a celebrar!


Misanthropic Meltdown

80s German accent hair/glam experimental metal

Prompt:
[Verse]
In the future we all crash and burn
No more fighting
We're just waiting our turn
Throw away those dreams
They were just a lie
All we want is ice cream and French fries

[Verse 2]
No more wars
We're too tired to fight
We'll just rock and roll all through the night
Petting our cats since that's what their for
We'll drown our sorrows in a sweet sugar war

[Chorus]
Misanthropic meltdown
Let the world decay
We'll embrace our apathy and rock all day
No more pain
We found our paradise
Ice cream and French fries
Feeling so nice

[Verse]
Throw away those dreams
They were just a lie
All we want is ice cream and French fries

[Chorus]
Misanthropic meltdown
Let the world decay
We'll embrace our apathy and rock all day
No more pain
We found our paradise
Ice cream and French fries
Feeling so nice

Verse
Petting our cats since that's what their for
We'll drown our sorrows in a sweet sugar war
We're too tired to fight
We'll just rock and roll all through the night

[Chorus]
Misanthropic meltdown
Let the world decay
We'll embrace our apathy and rock all day
No more pain
We found our paradise
Ice cream and French fries
Feeling so nice
[Song Ends]


MOROSO

Prompt:
[Verse]
Alguien una vez me conto la historia de una moneda, una dorada como el sol.
La cual nunca fue devuelta a su dueño
[Verse 2]
La perdió, la perdió, el dinero lo perdió, 50 céntimos, las 83 pesetas perdió
A lo que se las encontró, en una barra de pan, alargada y gruesa con sabor a fresa
[Chorus]
Dame la deuda moroso, Dame la deuda moroso, que si no te rapta el oso
 El oso mafioso con la barra acero te parte los dedos con los que robaste


10 Mists of Mourne (Remastered)

Irish sad folk with ethereal, melancholic, emotional, female vocals, and acoustic instrumentation.

Prompt:
"[Expensive Production]
[Balanced Levels]
[Big drum package]
[Compressed kick]
[Compressed snare]
[Perfect EQ)
[Clean mix]
[Hard Compression]
[Strong performance]
[Proper pronunciation]
[Dry Reverb]
[Dry mix]
[Good vocal chain]
[Vocal Cuts Through Mix]
[Final Vocal Mix]
[Final Master]"

[Guitar Intro]

[Verse 1]
In the mists of Mourne, where the mountains rise,
She sees his face, in the cloudy skies.
Love’s embrace, in the morning’s breath,
In the heart of the land, she defies death.

[Verse 2]
Through the ancient paths, and the heather's bloom,
She walks alone, in the twilight's gloom.
Echoes of the past, in the whispering wind,
In the mists of Mourne, her heart begins.

[Chorus]
Oh, the mists of Mourne, they softly call,
Through the hills and dales, where shadows fall.
In the silent night, and the morning light,
She feels his presence, ever so bright.

[Verse 3]
By the Mourne Wall, where the legends sleep,
She hears his voice, in the waters deep.
Whispers of love, in the cool night air,
In the mists of Mourne, she finds him there.

[Chorus]
Oh, the mists of Mourne, they softly call,
Through the hills and dales, where shadows fall.
In the silent night, and the morning light,
She feels his presence, ever so bright.

[Insreumental solo]

[Bridge]
In the dance of shadows, and the moon's soft glow,
She sees his smile, in the earth below.
A love eternal, in the stars above,
In the mists of Mourne, she finds his love.

[Chorus]
Oh, the mists of Mourne, they softly call,
Through the hills and dales, where shadows fall.
In the silent night, and the morning light,
She feels his presence, ever so bright.

[Outro]
In the mists of Mourne, where the mountains rise,
She carries his memory, in her heart's skies.
With every step, in the land so wide,
She knows he's with her, forever by her side.


Obstruct the Flow

r & b, blues,, nostalgie, 808 beat, trap soul

Prompt:
(Verse 1)
Yo, listen up, 'cause the truth hits hard,
Obstruct the flow, and your life gets scarred.
Stuck on a level, can't break the ceiling's hold,
Nature's revenge, a story ages old.
Second half of life, that's when it strikes with might,
Serious crises, dimming your inner light.
Nervous breakdowns, a mind in disarray,
Physical and psychic suffering holds sway.
Accompanied by feelings, vague and undefined,
A gnawing guilt that troubles the mind.
Tormenting pangs of conscience, a heavy toll,
Though no bad deed committed stains the soul.
An illicit impulse, a path astray,
Plagued by uncertainty, day after day.
Discontent, despair, anxiety's tight grip,
And above all else, that pronounced "GUILTY" slip.
The guilt ain't 'bout the deed, the action you took,
But a blockage within, a stagnant look.
Knowing it's there, the truth you can't dismiss,
But doing nothin' to move past this abyss.

(Verse 2)
When troubled by states, negative and deep,
Most folks choose the easy route, secrets to keep.
Instead of the change, the shift in their ways,
They try to dull feelings, lost in a haze.
Flee from the problem, a temporary release,
But the underlying issue will never cease.
Mindless pleasures, a fleeting delight,
Masking the darkness, hiding from the light.
In the long run, it makes things much worse,
A downward spiral, a silent curse.

(Chorus)
Don't take the easy road, the path of the weak,
Dulling your feelings, the solace you seek.
Drugs, the drinks, the pleasures so mindless and vain,
Only exacerbate the problem, fueling the pain.
The road of inaction, as good as deceased,
Life without movement, a future never seized.
So break the logjams, let the wisdom ring true,
Listen to Krishna, what He says to you!

(Bridge)
Indestructible, unconquerable, hear what I say,
No weapon can harm you, come what may.
No enemy can truly defeat your soul's might,
So rise above stagnation, step into the light.
Hare Krishna! That's the truth we embrace,
Find your true power, find your rightful place.

(Outro)
Break free from the blockage, let your spirit ascend,
Transformation's the key, until the very end.
Don't let life stagnate, don't let your purpose fade,
Embrace the change, no longer afraid.
Hare Krishna! Let the message ignite,
Move with intention, towards the eternal light!
Word up!


Obstruct the Flow

ballad, spoken poetry,, soulful male vocals

Prompt:
(Verse 1)
Yo, listen up, 'cause the truth hits hard,
Obstruct the flow, and your life gets scarred.
Stuck on a level, can't break the ceiling's hold,
Nature's revenge, a story ages old.
Second half of life, that's when it strikes with might,
Serious crises, dimming your inner light.
Nervous breakdowns, a mind in disarray,
Physical and psychic suffering holds sway.
Accompanied by feelings, vague and undefined,
A gnawing guilt that troubles the mind.
Tormenting pangs of conscience, a heavy toll,
Though no bad deed committed stains the soul.
An illicit impulse, a path astray,
Plagued by uncertainty, day after day.
Discontent, despair, anxiety's tight grip,
And above all else, that pronounced "GUILTY" slip.
The guilt ain't 'bout the deed, the action you took,
But a blockage within, a stagnant look.
Knowing it's there, the truth you can't dismiss,
But doing nothin' to move past this abyss.

(Verse 2)
When troubled by states, negative and deep,
Most folks choose the easy route, secrets to keep.
Instead of the change, the shift in their ways,
They try to dull feelings, lost in a haze.
Flee from the problem, a temporary release,
But the underlying issue will never cease.
Mindless pleasures, a fleeting delight,
Masking the darkness, hiding from the light.
In the long run, it makes things much worse,
A downward spiral, a silent curse.

(Chorus)
Don't take the easy road, the path of the weak,
Dulling your feelings, the solace you seek.
Drugs, the drinks, the pleasures so mindless and vain,
Only exacerbate the problem, fueling the pain.
The road of inaction, as good as deceased,
Life without movement, a future never seized.
So break the logjams, let the wisdom ring true,
Listen to Krishna, what He says to you!

(Bridge)
Indestructible, unconquerable, hear what I say,
No weapon can harm you, come what may.
No enemy can truly defeat your soul's might,
So rise above stagnation, step into the light.
Hare Krishna! That's the truth we embrace,
Find your true power, find your rightful place.

(Outro)
Break free from the blockage, let your spirit ascend,
Transformation's the key, until the very end.
Don't let life stagnate, don't let your purpose fade,
Embrace the change, no longer afraid.
Hare Krishna! Let the message ignite,
Move with intention, towards the eternal light!
Word up!


Obstruct the Flow

latino, melodica, jamaican, steel drums, calypso

Prompt:
(Verse 1)
Yo, listen up, 'cause the truth hits hard,
Obstruct the flow, and your life gets scarred.
Stuck on a level, can't break the ceiling's hold,
Nature's revenge, a story ages old.
Second half of life, that's when it strikes with might,
Serious crises, dimming your inner light.
Nervous breakdowns, a mind in disarray,
Physical and psychic suffering holds sway.
Accompanied by feelings, vague and undefined,
A gnawing guilt that troubles the mind.
Tormenting pangs of conscience, a heavy toll,
Though no bad deed committed stains the soul.
An illicit impulse, a path astray,
Plagued by uncertainty, day after day.
Discontent, despair, anxiety's tight grip,
And above all else, that pronounced "GUILTY" slip.
The guilt ain't 'bout the deed, the action you took,
But a blockage within, a stagnant look.
Knowing it's there, the truth you can't dismiss,
But doing nothin' to move past this abyss.

(Verse 2)
When troubled by states, negative and deep,
Most folks choose the easy route, secrets to keep.
Instead of the change, the shift in their ways,
They try to dull feelings, lost in a haze.
Flee from the problem, a temporary release,
But the underlying issue will never cease.
Mindless pleasures, a fleeting delight,
Masking the darkness, hiding from the light.
In the long run, it makes things much worse,
A downward spiral, a silent curse.

(Chorus)
Don't take the easy road, the path of the weak,
Dulling your feelings, the solace you seek.
Drugs, the drinks, the pleasures so mindless and vain,
Only exacerbate the problem, fueling the pain.
The road of inaction, as good as deceased,
Life without movement, a future never seized.
So break the logjams, let the wisdom ring true,
Listen to Krishna, what He says to you!

(Bridge)
Indestructible, unconquerable, hear what I say,
No weapon can harm you, come what may.
No enemy can truly defeat your soul's might,
So rise above stagnation, step into the light.
Hare Krishna! That's the truth we embrace,
Find your true power, find your rightful place.

(Outro)
Break free from the blockage, let your spirit ascend,
Transformation's the key, until the very end.
Don't let life stagnate, don't let your purpose fade,
Embrace the change, no longer afraid.
Hare Krishna! Let the message ignite,
Move with intention, towards the eternal light!
Word up!


LE QUONTIDIEN  DU NOVICIAT(RODER)

Prompt:
LE QUONTIDIEN DU NOVICIAT

Je me lève tôt ,avant la rosée
Le prière du matin mon cœur s`éveille
Je cherche la voix de Dieu dans la nuit
Et je découvre mon chemin ,jour après après jour

1.Les études m`attendent ,je me plonge dans le livre
Je veux comprendre ,apprendre ,grandir
Les travaux m`attendent ,je suis prêt a me mettre au travail
Pour construire mon avenir ,pour réaliser mon rêve

2.Les moments de détente ,les moments de jeux
Sont les moments de vie ,les moments d e bonheur
Je souris ,je rie ,je danse, je chante ,je suis libre
Mon cœur est léger ,mon esprit est en paix


Obscurantis

Splittercore, Witch House, Medieval Folk Rock, Zydeco, Kawaii Metal, Math Rock, Gothic Country, Fado, Gamelan, Zouk


Monty the Outdoorsman

male vocals, storytelling, country, acoustic

Prompt:
[Verse 1]
Out by the river where the willows bend low,
Monty's got his tackle, his rod, and his bow.
With sunrise on his back, he’s ready to go,
Living life deliberate, steady and slow.

[Verse 2]
He’s got a dog named Boone and a barn full of hay,
Tracks in the dirt show the path of his day.
He sows in the spring, reaps in the fall,
From the pond to the pasture, he’s seen it all.

[Chorus]
Monty knows the land like the lines on his hand,
A hunter, a fisher, a farmer, true and grand.
The sun sets golden on the fields of his plan,
For Monty, life's perfect in the great outdoors land.

[Verse 3]
Every deer trail is a road he’s walked a while,
Each cast of the line brings a warm, quiet smile.
He’s part of the woods, the earth, and the stream,
Living the kind of life that others just dream.

[Verse 4]
The barn smells of leather, dirt, and sweet grain,
The rooster wakes up every morning in vain.
Monty’s been up since the chill kissed the night,
Chasing his purpose from darkness to light.

[Chorus]
Monty knows the land like the lines on his hand,
A hunter, a fisher, a farmer, true and grand.
The sun sets golden on the fields of his plan,
For Monty, life's perfect in the great outdoors land.

a country song about monty the great outdoors man that loves to hunt, fish, and farm


Dit jaar gaan we presteren!

Make an 105 bpm beat that suites the reggaeton and rap is more important then singing.

Prompt:
(chorus)
Strategie en innovatie, dat is onze kracht,
Impact maken, dag en nacht.
Ik heb nog veel te leren
Dit jaar gaan we presteren

(Verse 1)
In de hood van ons werk, zit 't 'm in de mix,
Van strategie en innovatie, dat is de fix.
We gaan all-in, nooit tevreden met de norm,
We brengen verandering, maken de game strong

Van nieuwe producten tot AI in de mix,
We automatiseren, op elke fix.
Blijven innoveren, en groeien als het kan
Nieuwe stappen proberen, wees niet te bang

(chorus)
Strategie en innovatie, dat is onze kracht,
Impact maken, dag en nacht.
Ik heb nog veel te leren.
Dit jaar gaan we presteren

(Verse 2)
Data driven, dat is waar we voor staan,
Campagnes draaien, always on campagne aan.
Maar we checken eerst, of 't echt wel werkt,
Want klanttevredenheid, dat is wat ons sterkt.

We gaan dieper dan die oppervlakkige vraag,
Wat wil de klant morgen en niet vandaag,
En volgend jaar, switchen we het spel,
Van 'wat doen we nu', naar 'wat kunnen wel'

(chorus)
Strategie en innovatie, dat is onze kracht,
Impact maken, dag en nacht.
Ik heb nog veel te leren.
Dit jaar gaan we presteren


Supplicant 1

Prompt:
[verse 1]
the way she makes me feel
makes me think ill never be sad again
makes me want to be more than just friends
these thoughts fill up my head

thoughts of granduer
coming up with plans for the future
frame the perfect picture
baby read me your scripture

[chorus]
let me bow down to your feet
your supplicant that just wont leave
every glance a god given treat
with you the air tastes oh so sweet
let me bow down to your feet
your supplicant that just wont leave
every glance a god given treat
with you the air tastes oh so sweet

[verse 2]
I'd give you the moon if I could reach it
I just know you'd never ask for it
right in my arms is where you fit
with you my heart will find respite
I'll give you the world if I can swing it
I've fallen for you I can admit it
Fuck the world I'll be your misfit
I'll love you forever and I won't quit

with you I have what I need

[chorus]
let me bow down to your feet
your supplicant that just wont leave
every glance a god given treat
with you the air tastes oh so sweet
let me bow down to your feet
your supplicant that just wont leave
every glance a god given treat
with you the air tastes oh so sweet

let me bow down to your feet
let me bow down to your feet
let me bow down to your feet
let me bow down to your feet


Philanthropist

Prompt:
Chorus:
Philanthropist leleyi oooo
Philanthropist tide ee
Philanthropist lele yi ooo
Philanthropist tide ee

Verse.
Mo shishe shishe
Mo pa owo wa le
Mo shi she
Mo gbo wo mi de
Omo ope ti de Molowo lowo
Ola miti de Mo wa pinwo
I Dey grind I dey hustle
I Dey hustle I Dey ground
Now I don make my money
I don make some Mula
I don get billion dollars
I don get  million asset
Mo ti de x2 ,Mo ti gbowo mi de
I don come my villa
I com spend some dollars
U my niggers make we go shaye oo
Everything’s on me make u spend on me
Cos Mo ti gbowo mi de , mo wa no wo
Bi ti ayra Starr bloody Samaritan !
Cos what philanthropist I am the philanthropist
Cos who is d philanthropist, I am d philanthropist
Chorus:

Philanthropist leleyi oooo
Philanthropist tide ee
Philanthropist lele yi ooo
Philanthropist tide ee

Verse:
Eyin street mo ti de
Baba yin tide
Don Yaskid nooni Motuntide
Su gbon Mo ti gbowo mi de
Mo wa pinwo
Mo wa shaye fun yin oo
I come spend on you
Gbo gbo nkan ti Eba fe it’s on ! On me
Mo tide x2 mo ti gbowo mi de
I get millions dollars na little of my asset
So I com spend on you
Cos owo mi ti de
Emi afuni Mawo be I am the philanthropist
Who is d fucking philanthropist am the philanthropist…..

Chorus:

Philanthropist leleyi oooo
Philanthropist tide ee
Philanthropist lele yi ooo
Philanthropist tide ee

An Afrobeat street song on philanthropist

Spend money 💰


Philanthropic Groove

Prompt:
[Verse]
Dr. Emmanuel N Musa
He's got the groove
Spreading love and spreading smiles
That's what he do
Through his philanthropic ways
He's changing lives
Bringing hope to the world
Reaching new highs

He's a giver
A helper
His heart is pure
Giving back to the community
That's for sure
With open arms
He welcomes everyone
Guiding them towards a brighter sun

[Verse 2]
Dr. Emmanuel N Musa
He's on a mission
Dedicating his life
With selfless ambition
From building schools to supporting the poor
He's a beacon of light
That shines forevermore

Make an afro beat song for me about Dr Emmanuel N Musa for his philanthropic lifestyle


Participant

Prompt:
[Verse]
I sign my name with pride
Joinin' this wild ride
Just me against the tide
Feelin' so alive

[Verse 2]
I dance under bright lights
Stars shining in the night
Ready for my big fight
With all my might

[Chorus]
I'm a participant today
In this crazy life parade
Gonna take it all the way
No fears no delays
Hey

[Verse 3]
I step on stage with glee
Eyes all on me
Doin' what sets me free
This is my decree

[Verse 4]
Dreams turn to reality
With a pinch of fantasy
I just wanna be
As you can see

[Chorus]
I'm a participant today
In this crazy life parade
Gonna take it all the way
No fears no delays
Hey


The Siege of Yerushalayim Portrayed

Prompt:
By Kebar’s banks the prophet sat, the dust rose with the breeze,
Yah spoke, “Take clay and shape a brick, engrave what city sees.
Depict Yerushalayim’s wall, its towers and its gate,
Surround it with the siege of war, the city’s coming fate.”

The clay was marked with careful hand, each corner etched in sand,
He built a siege-work round the edge, the foe at Yah’s demand.
The ramparts rose in silent threat, the mounds encircled tight,
A city girded for its fall beneath approaching might.

“Now take an iron plate of weight and set it as a wall,
Between yourself and that which stands, the siege about to fall.
Fix your gaze with iron face, unyielding, stern, and grim,
This sign shall stand for Yisra’el, their fate decreed by Him.”

“Lie on your side, O son of man, three hundred ninety days,
For house of Yisra’el’s heavy guilt, their years of twisted ways.
Each day shall bear a year of sin upon your silent frame,
Their guilt pressed down upon the dust, their history in shame.”

“When this is done, turn yet again, lie on the other side,
For Yahowdah you shall bear the weight, in silence you abide.
Forty days, each day a year, their error you display,
A sign to all that I have fixed their judgment without sway.”

“Set your face toward Yerushalayim, the siege is at the hand,
Prophesy against the wall, the ruin of the land.
Bind yourself with cords unseen, they’ll hold you in their place,
Till days of sign are full and done beneath My watching face.”

The dust clung tight to prophet’s skin, the nights were cold and bare,
The stars wheeled slow, the dawn returned, yet still he lingered there.
The people watched with wary eyes, they whispered at the sight,
Why lies he there upon the ground through morning into night?

“Take wheat and barley, lentils, beans, and millet mixed with rye,
Place them in a single jar, your food on which rely.
By weight of twenty shekels eat, each day a measured part,
And drink by measure from the cup, a ration for the heart.”

“Bake this bread upon the coals, the fuel from dung shall burn,
Before the eyes of all the land their stomachs twist and churn.
For so shall Yisra’el eat unclean in foreign lands,
Scattered by their guilt and shame to serve at strangers’ hands.”

The prophet cried, “O Yahowah, my frame has never known,
Defiled meat from birth till now, my hands have kept Your own.”
Yah answered him with mercy then, “Take cow’s dung in its stead,
Prepare your bread upon the coals, so shall My word be said.”

The stench of smoke curled through the camp, the coals were black with flame,
The bread was hard, its taste was sharp, yet eaten all the same.
The watchers murmured at the sign, their stomachs tight with fear,
What did this act of burden mean, what fate was drawing near?

Thus Yah declared, “I’ll break the staff on which their bread relied,
They’ll eat by measure, drink in fear, their hunger not denied.
They’ll waste away for guilt and loss, confusion in their soul,
The city starved, its strength undone, its ruin now made whole.”

The clay lay scarred with siege array, the iron plate stood near,
The prophet bound by cords of fate gave witness year by year.
His body pressed upon the ground, his lips spoke Yah’s decree,
Till all could see Yerushalayim’s fall was sure to be.

The sun beat down, the nights were long, the wind swept through the plain,
The prophet’s face grew lined with dust, his limbs endured the strain.
Each dawn the children gathered round to count the days he lay,
To mark the burden of their guilt as years were swept away.

The jar grew light, the bread grew thin, the water scarce to drink,
Each morsel weighed with trembling hand pressed Yisra’el to think.
The silence cut like sharpened flint, no laughter filled the air,
For every act declared their fate was sealed beyond repair.

The elders frowned, the scribes grew pale, the soldiers clenched their jaw,
They knew the vision spoke of truth, though none would yield in awe.
The prophet bore what they had done, his flesh a living scroll,
Each day inscribed with Yah’s own word to judge a wayward soul.

The smoke rose high above the camp, the smell of dung and flame,
The bread was bitter in his mouth, yet eaten all the same.
The watchers’ eyes grew wide with dread, their whispers filled the night,
“What guilt have we, what doom awaits, what shadow hides the light?”

Thus Yah declared, “Yerushalayim shall starve within her wall,
Her people eat in anxious fear, her pride brought low to fall.
The staff of bread I break in twain, their measure small and weak,
They’ll waste away beneath their sin, destruction they will seek.”

The prophet rose when days were full, the brick still bore its scar,
The iron plate was black with ash, the watchers stood afar.
The cords were loosed, his body worn, yet still his eyes were flame,
For Yah had set His mark through him, His witness and His Name.

O Yisra’el, recall this sign inscribed upon the clay,
The siege was drawn before your eyes, the judgment not delayed.
Yet still Yah speaks for t


The Postulation

Prompt:
[Verse]
I postulate that there's a planet somewhere out in space
Called Goo and all the Gongs who live therе have a blurry face
All rain is sweet and The Sun is balmy candy
The rocks arе soft like gumdrops and the leaves are kinda rubbery

[Pre-Chorus]
And it seems to me that
Like a hedonist
The light just wanes
With glistening disorder through a casual and wet haze
And the world's not real and all the people could be actors
And young lovers copulate with bends and tangles from Vernors
And I ask

[Chorus]
Come
My lady fair
And join me as I lose my hair
In the swamp of my own mind
Come
All laymen here
And join us for a blurring of
All the lines of humankind

[Post-Chorus]
La-da-da-da-da! I postulate I'm green!

[Verse]
We've all been known to blush and some will lie and say they faint
When the benefactor's name is heard
Their linens they're gonna paint
And they run so free like lifeblood from the hand of a being
A floating head gets over him until his features hit the ceiling
And he says oh

[Chorus]
Come
My lady fair
And join me as I lose my hair
In the swamp of my own mind
Come
All laymen here
And join us for a blurring of
All the lines of humankind


british world war 2 propagandist military march

Prompt:
(Verse 1)
In the heart of the neon glow, where fortunes rise and fall,
Two casinos clashed in a battle for the souls of all.
On one side stands Empire, fair and just, our guiding light,
On the other, Roll's deceit, shrouded in the night.

(Chorus)
Oh, hail to Empire, the beacon in the dark,
Where every bet's a victory, a triumphant spark.
Down with Roll, the scammer's den, we'll never bend the knee,
For Jofa leads us onward, to a future bold and free!

(Verse 2)
Roll's halls echo with deception, a web of lies untold,
While Empire's halls resound with truth, a fortune to behold.
Killian, the fool, his folly knows no bound,
But Jofa leads with wisdom, his virtues all around.

(Chorus)
Oh, hail to Empire, the fortress built on trust,
Where every spin's a triumph, a win that's just and just.
Down with Roll, the house of cards, we'll never fall for shame,
For Jofa stands beside us, in his righteous name!

(Bridge)
Let the dice roll in our favor, let the cards reveal our fate,
For Empire's banner flies high, it's victory we celebrate.
No longer will we bow to Roll, its tyranny shall end,
With Jofa as our savior, our fortunes we'll defend!


Department of Purchasing

Prompt:
[Verse]
Ingredients we buy and things we make
Some of it we pack and ship away
If you need a bun or need a cake roll
We can make a plan and that's our goal

[Chorus]
We are the department of purchasing
And we are here to make you smile
We are the department of purchasing
And we are here to make you smile

[Verse]
We buy trailers
Trucks
And plastic wraps
Ovens that we buy to make the snacks
Cream pies
Honey buns
And donuts too
If you're out of luck
We have a few

[Chorus]
We are the department of purchasing
And we are here to make you smile
We are the department of purchasing
And we are here to make you smile
We are the department of purchasing
And we are here to make you smile
We are the department of purchasing
And we are here to make you smile

A song about a purchasing department of family owned bakery that buys parts, supplies ingredients. packaging, ovens, wrappers, trucks and trailers to make honey buns, donuts, Cream pies, cake rolls. We make our customers smile. pop rock