Prompt: I'd like to close my eyes, go numbBut there's a cold wind coming fromThe top of the highest high-rise todayIt's not a breeze cause it blows hardYes and it wants me to discard the humanity I knowWatch the warmth blow away
Negative: blurry
Prompt: I'd like to close my eyes, go numbBut there's a cold wind coming fromThe top of the highest high-rise todayIt's not a breeze cause it blows hardYes and it wants me to discard the humanity I knowWatch the warmth blow away
Negative: blurry
Prompt: But the light gently took me on Passing through the clouds, I feel my heart filled with unsaid emotions When I notice, my cheeks feel wet from my tears Why is it that I don't wanna let go of your hand? Please, stay with me and never leave
Prompt: But the light gently took me on Passing through the clouds, I feel my heart filled with unsaid emotions When I notice, my cheeks feel wet from my tears Why is it that I don't wanna let go of your hand? Please, stay with me and never leave
Prompt: A grain of sand like in sea waves, How small is the spark in the eternal ice, Like fine dust in a strong whirlwind, In a fire as fierce as a feather, So I am deep in this abyss, I'm lost, tired of thoughts
Prompt: My beloved,She has never seen a cloud,Her eyes are the color of clear skies,She always looks at me, Forever, looking,Never will she suddenly turn away.
Prompt: You could never know what it's like Your blood, like winter, freezes just like ice And there's a cold, lonely light that shines from you You'll wind up like the wreck you hide behind that mask you use
Prompt: You could never know what it's like Your blood, like winter, freezes just like ice And there's a cold, lonely light that shines from you You'll wind up like the wreck you hide behind that mask you use
Prompt: \u003c@975600750854017074\u003e's DreamPrompt: `The last cloud of the scattered storm!You are rushing alone through the clear azure,You cast a sad shadow alone,You're the only one saddening a jubilant day.You've been hugging the sky recently,And the lightning wrapped around you menacingly;And you were making mysterious thunderAnd she watered the greedy earth with rain.That's enough, hide yourself! The time has passed,The earth was refreshed, and the storm passed,And the wind, caressing the leaves of the trees,The heavens are chasing you from the calmed ones.`
Prompt: I wake up, but not really. My eyes are open, but I cannot move no matter how hard I try. What's that? Above me... It's just...black. Nothing. Empty space. No, it's writhing blackness. Scream. Please voice, scream. No, my voice betrays me. Tied to my own bed like a quadrapalegic. Breathing is hard, like breathing underwater. It hurts. The blackness slithers closer. I want to close my eyes but my eyelids won't work. No... Its inches from my nose. I can smell it's foul stench, like sulfer and brimstone and a hint of rottenness. Why? What does it want? I've been a decent human. I haven't done anything truly dark. I mean, the cat when I was ten but never again. It moves in...swallowing my being... I scream in my head...
Prompt: While you and I are alive among blood and ice, Among the oblivion of love in the weariness of labor. On our torn sleeves the swastika has decayed, It would be better to look at the clouds like fools. A transparent butterfly soul in the pollen of hopes He will rise, hurrying home, above the blackness of his clothes. Only the body spilled a glass of milk into the ground, He had so little time to look at the clouds. On pain of our own deaths in the desire to be, We are ready to shed the tears of future children over the edges. Forgive us for the weakness of our souls, for what is deep The sadness of bloody puddles, beyond the clouds...
Prompt: My beloved She has never seen a cloud Her eyes are the color of clear skies She always looks at me Forever, looking Never will she suddenly turn away.
Prompt: you hope lies in your spark, like candles in the dark, guide me with your heart, you caught me by surprise, blink of your eyes, light the colour in the sky
Prompt: Digital infographic business. Abstract hologram hi-tech background. Virtual reality technology innovation. Head-up display interface. Futuristic Sci-Fi glowing HUD circle, dark blue color
Prompt: O blessed day, chosen day For the happiness of midnight countries! Purely illuminated by you East and the icy Ocean
Prompt: I'm watching the flicker game According to the minting of dark bronzes And I don’t hear any admonitions, What does the old priest whisper to me
Prompt: wake up from your nightmare of death and devastation, hold your breath for i fear, the oath has just begun not end, survival lies in my hands
Prompt: wake up from your nightmare of death and devastation, hold your breath for i fear, the oath has just begun not end, survival lies in my hands
Prompt: I'm treading water, I need to sleep a while. My lamb and martyr, you look so precious. Won't you come a bit closer, close enough so I can smell you. I need you to feel this, I can't stand to burn too long. Released in this sodomy. For one sweet moment I am whole.
Prompt: Tell me, what is bothering us so much? Why does a clear beam ripple at night? What thin flame spreads into the firmament? Like lightning without threatening clouds Striving from the ground to the zenith? How can it be that frozen steam
Prompt: generate an image for a YouTube channel that deals with dark love and psychology trick with the name Obsidian Hearts engraved on the picture
Prompt: In a secluded chamber, a figure with twilight-woven hair is surrounded by a dance of bioluminescent lilies, conceptualized by Alan Lee and brought to life with the detailed realism of Craig Mullins. John Howe's dynamic lighting casts dramatic shadows, creating a ballet of color and form. (subterranean symphony:1.1)
Negative: inertia, starkness, simplicity.
Prompt: The shit we said in the heat of the moment will end in regret, but we will only know it in the cold light of day.
Prompt: Now you won't fight so much, A heart touched by a chill, And the country of birch chintz It won't tempt you to wander around barefoot.
Prompt: Now you won't fight so much, A heart touched by a chill, And the country of birch chintz It won't tempt you to wander around barefoot.
Prompt: O you, ever-watchful eyes, Slayers of the heavenly city! You, awake during the night, When mortals sleep at rest, You look through the thick shadow The entire breadth of the earth. But I hope that at this hour you
Prompt: Not a word, not a handshake, Not his eyes with a twinkle of misfortune Under the visor shifted slightly to one side
Prompt: make an image of these lyrics : A state of crisis is declared Whatever we say, whatever we do We get bogged down, we fade away, in the face of the threat FACE OF THE THREAT Who is lounging and little by little becomes clearer Like a punch in the gum From nuclear accidents to open-air platforms, We have always had the art and the way To slowly smear our atmosphere Take a look around you Can you tell me what you see there? Can you tell me what you're breathing? Can you tell me what that inspires you? No pain no fear No clever thing from the hate My city's on fire Cholera miasma Opening up to the ashes, walking through the dark Look around you No pain no fear What do you seek in my head I never had a little chance Can we really talk about the future? The worst is yet to come A max in the gore Let's stop making circus faces at our kids and making them believe it. That tomorrow everything will be better, Our world is a bomb, a bomb, between every minute, every second, the gong of slaughter resonates
Prompt: How small is the spark in the eternal ice, Like fine dust in a strong whirlwind, In a fire as fierce as a feather, So I am deep in this abyss,
Prompt: I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time 'Cause at 5 o'clock, they take me to the Gallows Pole The sands of time for me are running low Running low, yeah! When the priest comes to read me the last rites Take a look through the bars at the last sights Of a world that has gone very wrong for me Can it be that there's some sort of error? Hard to stop the surmounting terror Is it really the end, not some crazy dream? Somebody, please tell me that I'm dreaming It's not easy to stop from screaming The words escape me when I try to speak Tears flow, but why am I crying? After all, I'm not afraid of dying Don't I believe that there never is an end? As the guards march me out to the courtyard Somebody cries from a cell, \"God be with you\" If there's a God, why has he let me go? As I walk, my life drifts before me Though the end is near I'm not sorry Catch my soul, it's willing to fly away Mark my words, believe my soul lives on Don't worry now that I have gone I've gone beyond to seek the truth When you know that your time is close at hand Maybe then you'll begin to understand Life down here is just a strange illusion
Prompt: I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time 'Cause at 5 o'clock, they take me to the Gallows Pole The sands of time for me are running low Running low, yeah! When the priest comes to read me the last rites Take a look through the bars at the last sights Of a world that has gone very wrong for me Can it be that there's some sort of error? Hard to stop the surmounting terror Is it really the end, not some crazy dream? Somebody, please tell me that I'm dreaming It's not easy to stop from screaming The words escape me when I try to speak Tears flow, but why am I crying? After all, I'm not afraid of dying Don't I believe that there never is an end? As the guards march me out to the courtyard Somebody cries from a cell, \"God be with you\" If there's a God, why has he let me go? As I walk, my life drifts before me Though the end is near I'm not sorry Catch my soul, it's willing to fly away Mark my words, believe my soul lives on Don't worry now that I have gone I've gone beyond to seek the truth When you know that your time is close at hand Maybe then you'll begin to understand Life down here is just a strange illusion
Prompt: I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time 'Cause at 5 o'clock, they take me to the Gallows Pole The sands of time for me are running low Running low, yeah! When the priest comes to read me the last rites Take a look through the bars at the last sights Of a world that has gone very wrong for me Can it be that there's some sort of error? Hard to stop the surmounting terror Is it really the end, not some crazy dream? Somebody, please tell me that I'm dreaming It's not easy to stop from screaming The words escape me when I try to speak Tears flow, but why am I crying? After all, I'm not afraid of dying Don't I believe that there never is an end? As the guards march me out to the courtyard Somebody cries from a cell, \"God be with you\" If there's a God, why has he let me go? As I walk, my life drifts before me Though the end is near I'm not sorry Catch my soul, it's willing to fly away Mark my words, believe my soul lives on Don't worry now that I have gone I've gone beyond to seek the truth When you know that your time is close at hand Maybe then you'll begin to understand Life down here is just a strange illusion, by odd Nerdrum, Beksinski, Michael Whelan, Kim Keever, Raphael, Caravaggio, Rembrandt
Prompt: I wanna be your slave, I wanna be your masterI wanna make your heartbeat run like rollercoastersI wanna be a good boy, I wanna be a gangster'Cause you could be the beauty and I could be the monsterI love you since this morning, not just for aestheticI wanna touch your body, so fucking electricI know you're scared of me, you say that I'm too eccentric
Prompt: I wanna be your slave, I wanna be your masterI wanna make your heartbeat run like rollercoastersI wanna be a good boy, I wanna be a gangster'Cause you could be the beauty and I could be the monsterI love you since this morning, not just for aestheticI wanna touch your body, so fucking electricI know you're scared of me, you say that I'm too eccentric
Prompt: The day hides its face: The fields were covered with gloomy night A black shadow rose upon the mountains; The rays bent away from us; An abyss has opened and is full of stars; The stars have no number, the bottom of the abyss
Prompt: The day hides its face: The fields were covered with gloomy night A black shadow rose upon the mountains; The rays bent away from us; An abyss has opened and is full of stars; The stars have no number, the bottom of the abyss
Prompt: Close my eyesShe's somehow closer nowSoftly smile, I know she must be kindWhen I look in her eyesShe goes with me to a blossom world
Prompt: It’s okay to lose yourself for a few days only if you know you will find yourself at the other side. The days could become weeks or even months. Sometimes years, maybe a lifetime. Who are you to set an alarm on a dream.
Prompt: an image described by: I am—yet what I am none cares or knows; My friends forsake me like a memory lost: I am the self-consumer of my woes— They rise and vanish in oblivious host, Like shadows in love’s frenzied stifled throes And yet I am, and live …
Prompt: once i rose above the noise and confusion just to get a glimps beyond this illusion inset a course for winds of fortune yadda yadda masquerading as a man with a reason my charade is the event of the season and if i claim to be a wise man it surely means that i dont know cast about like a ship on the ocean something about devotion etc etc
Prompt: Dreaming for weather extream, the weather was very bad and there were houses that were still surviving in the very bad weather
Prompt: My heart is dull and my eyes are wavering I was alone in this world All I knew of spring was falling petals Every year, I was treated coldly
Prompt: We are free birds; it's time, brother, it's time! There, where the mountain turns white behind the clouds, To where the sea edges turn blue, Where we walk only the wind
Prompt: [With a whispered realization of rebirth, the protagonist feels an unceasing surge of power within.] [He stands amidst the vastness of a vibrant landscape, understanding that this world offers a fresh start, devoid of the pain of the previous existence.] [His determined footsteps echo as he heads toward the distant city, a place of former dominion and impending revenge.] -ar 16:9 --seed 3402537896
Prompt: Earth moves, sky falls, crumbles. Stand tall. Let sky fall. Crumbles. Feel the tremor, witness sky's collapse. Unyielding stance amid chaos. Embrace descent, confront rupture. Skyfall's descent beckons, unbroken resolve. A dance of elements, ground shifts, heavens collapse. Resilient stand defies impending doom. Let sky fall, witness its demise. Stand firm amidst chaos. Unshaken, face the fall. Earth trembles, sky crumbles—a spectacle of disarray. Amid ruins, defiance persists. In the symphony of collapse, a resilient silhouette stands. Unraveling skies, unwavering stance. Face the disintegration, stand united. Let sky fall, a testament to unwavering strength
Prompt: Earth moves, sky falls, crumbles. Stand tall. Let sky fall. Crumbles. Feel the tremor, witness sky's collapse. Unyielding stance amid chaos. Embrace descent, confront rupture. Skyfall's descent beckons, unbroken resolve. A dance of elements, ground shifts, heavens collapse. Resilient stand defies impending doom. Let sky fall, witness its demise. Stand firm amidst chaos. Unshaken, face the fall. Earth trembles, sky crumbles—a spectacle of disarray. Amid ruins, defiance persists. In the symphony of collapse, a resilient silhouette stands. Unraveling skies, unwavering stance. Face the disintegration, stand united. Let sky fall, a testament to unwavering strength
Prompt: Every time I see you, all the rays of the sun areStreaming through the waves in your hairAnd every star in the sky is taking aim at your eyes
Prompt: Every time I see you, all the rays of the sun areStreaming through the waves in your hairAnd every star in the sky is taking aim at your eyes
