Prompt: use this lyrics : With a precise shot, returns to the dust Look what they're forcing me to do TO DO I carry out his plan, like a god who tends his garden My job is gold, tailored suit, tie and shaved head I bump into a woman and child lying on the sofa I erase my tracks, clean up and go to bed Call a briefcase full of money And no questions asked I shed blood The innocent I'm a merciless killer Every action has a price That of a lost soul in a confessional Alone in hell ends the animal kingdom! And I keep telling myself that it’s for my homeland I'm a covert agent protecting my family I'm a pawn ruled by the crown A fallen angel in a dead end
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: 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
Style: Fantasy Art
Prompt: Disheveled hair, sweaty, smiling, drunken, and With a torn shirt, singing, the jug in hand Narcissus loudly laments, on his lips, alas, alas! Last night at midnight, came and sat right by my bed-stand Brought his head next to my ears, with a sad song Said, O my old lover, you are still in dreamland The lover who drinks this nocturnal brew Infidel, if not worships the wine's command Go away O hermit, fault not the drunk Our Divine gift from the day that God made sea and land Whatever He poured for us in our cup, we just drank If it was a cheap wine or heavenly brand The smile on the cup's face and Beloved's hair strand Break many who may repent, just as Hafiz falsely planned.
Prompt: Disheveled hair, sweaty, smiling, drunken, and With a torn shirt, singing, the jug in hand Narcissus loudly laments, on his lips, alas, alas! Last night at midnight, came and sat right by my bed-stand Brought his head next to my ears, with a sad song Said, O my old lover, you are still in dreamland The lover who drinks this nocturnal brew Infidel, if not worships the wine's command Go away O hermit, fault not the drunk Our Divine gift from the day that God made sea and land Whatever He poured for us in our cup, we just drank If it was a cheap wine or heavenly brand The smile on the cup's face and Beloved's hair strand Break many who may repent, just as Hafiz falsely planned.
Prompt: a album picture for this lyric of song -\" Sweet baby, our sex has meaningKnow this time you'll stay 'til the morningDuvet days and vanilla ice creamMore than just one night together exclusivelyBaby, let me be your manSo I can love youAnd if you let me be your manThen I'll take care of you, youFor the rest of my life, for the rest of yoursFor the rest of my life, for the rest of yoursFor the rest of oursWe're drinking the finest labelDirty dancing on top of the tableLong walks on the beach in April (beach in April)Yeah, I promise, darling, that I'll be faithful (be faithful)Baby, let me be your man (let me be your man)So I can love you (I can love you)And if you let me be your man (let me be your man)Then I'll take care of you (I can love you)For the rest of my life, for the rest of yoursFor the rest of my life, for the rest of yoursFor the rest of oursGive me your body and let me love you like I doCome a little closer and let me do those things to youThis feeling will last forever, baby, that's the truthLet me be your man so I can love youBaby, let me be your man (let me be your man)So I can love you (I can love you)And if you let me be your man (let me be your man)Then I'll take care of you, you (I can love you)For the rest of my life, for the rest of yours(For the rest of my life, for the rest of yours)For the rest of my life, for the rest of yours(For the rest of my life, for the rest of yours)For the rest of ours (for the rest of ours)\"
Style: Fantasy Art
Prompt: What I've got, you've got to give it to your mamma What I've got, you've got to give it to your papa What I've got, you've got to give it to your daughter You do a little dance and then you drink a little water
Prompt: a album picture for this lyric of song -\" Sweet baby, our sex has meaningKnow this time you'll stay 'til the morningDuvet days and vanilla ice creamMore than just one night together exclusivelyBaby, let me be your manSo I can love youAnd if you let me be your manThen I'll take care of you, youFor the rest of my life, for the rest of yoursFor the rest of my life, for the rest of yoursFor the rest of oursWe're drinking the finest labelDirty dancing on top of the tableLong walks on the beach in April (beach in April)Yeah, I promise, darling, that I'll be faithful (be faithful)Baby, let me be your man (let me be your man)So I can love you (I can love you)And if you let me be your man (let me be your man)Then I'll take care of you (I can love you)For the rest of my life, for the rest of yoursFor the rest of my life, for the rest of yoursFor the rest of oursGive me your body and let me love you like I doCome a little closer and let me do those things to youThis feeling will last forever, baby, that's the truthLet me be your man so I can love youBaby, let me be your man (let me be your man)So I can love you (I can love you)And if you let me be your man (let me be your man)Then I'll take care of you, you (I can love you)For the rest of my life, for the rest of yours(For the rest of my life, for the rest of yours)For the rest of my life, for the rest of yours(For the rest of my life, for the rest of yours)For the rest of ours (for the rest of ours)\"
Prompt: Lip Gloss and Black,(Bleeding Mascara),my sanity on the funeral pyre,demonology and heartache,the crimson,rememberance ballad,corseting,dilated,tulips are better,a vampire's lament,a song for the optimists,This Flesh a Tomb,FIVE VICODIN chased with a shot of clarity,
Prompt: A hopeless romantic all my life Surrounded by couples all the time I guess I should take it as a sign (Oh why, oh why, oh why, oh why?) I'm feeling lonely (Lonely) Oh, I wish I'd find a lover that could hold me (Hold me) Now, I'm crying in my room So skeptical of love (Say what you say, but I want it more) But still, I want it more, more, more I gave a second chance to Cupid But now, I'm left here feeling stupid Oh, the way he makes me feel That love isn't real Cupid is so dumb
Prompt: I came in from the outside, burnt out from a joyride She likes to roll here in my ashes anyway Played from the bedside is Stella by Starlight That was my heart, the drums that start off night and day The same kind of music haunts her bedroom I'm almost me again, she's almost you I wouldn't know where to start Sweet music playin' in the dark Be still my foolish heart Don't ruin this on me I wouldn't know where to start Sweet music playin' in the dark Be still my foolish heart Don't ruin this on me
Prompt: Radiating an aura of noble grace, Frigga was a figure whose mere presence commanded reverence.
Prompt: You walk this earth without a heart You tear the innocent's souls apart You shovel your conscience into the grave You walk this earth without a heart Your uniform couldn't be taken off A tattoo burned into your flesh Your mind, your voice These are your instruments of death How could you dare to be so bold You only did as you were told Marionettes dancing in time To the apologetic lines For all the monsters of our time Who is evil, who is blind? In the name of who you'll find A city of souls dying for peace Welcome to the belly of the beast One mind, one voice Welcome to the belly of the beast Who hears your voice? Millions, never, never again Madness, never, never again Martyrs, dead that can't die Monsters Insanity, the normal state The left hand a hammer, the right the stake Driven so deep into the heart It's killing love, it's killing faith It's killing 'cause it's from the heart What better way to demoralize When your own children are your spies The things you trust are not the same Trust in death, trust in grief Trust in hope is trust in pain Who is evil, who is blind? In the name of who you'll find You're not supposed to question faith But how do you accept this fate? Millions, you walk this earth without a heart Madness, tear the innocent's souls apart Martyrs, shovel your conscience into the grave Monsters
Prompt: Justification, The Means Are The EndDoctrine And Dogma, I Will Not RelentThis World A Garden In Need Of Such WeedingThis World A Minefield In Need Of Such SweepingThis Ministration Without Full ConsentFire And Brimstone, I Will Not RelentJust As All Good Things Must Come To An End I Will Administer As I See Fit
Prompt: an architectural diagram of a big kids playground, with an open gym, roof garden design
Style: Line Art
Prompt: The carp play the harpThe plaice play the bassAnd they soundin' sharpThe bass play the brassThe chub play the tubThe fluke is the duke of the soul
Prompt: The carp play the harpThe plaice play the bassAnd they soundin' sharpThe bass play the brassThe chub play the tubThe fluke is the duke of the soul
Prompt: Who are you to wave your finger? You must have been outta your head Eye hole deep in muddy waters You practically raised the dead Rob the grave to snow the cradle Then burn the evidence down Soapbox house of cards and glass so Don't go tossin' your stones around You must have been high
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: 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: Why should fate, which is not destined to be a fickle lyricism, sing the same with it (unknown in the world)The love and friendship of old?Sad truth, poet, Why should I expose the secrets of the intrigues of treachery in truthful songs for posterity?
Prompt: And once again the night goes with you, you talk, you make a scenario and make a plan, you think for hours, you plan, but no one has justified your scenario, you want money and love so that everything in life is okay
Prompt: Well, it'sFifty cups of coffee and you know it's onI move the crowd to the break of break of dawnCan't rock the house without the party peopleCause when we're getting down we are all equalThere's no better or worse between you and meBut I rock the mic so viciouslyLike pins and needles and words that stingAt the blink of an eye I will do my thingIt's like a needle in the cartridge when the record spinsLike diggin' down deep in the record binsEverybody gettin' down make no mistakeNothing sounds quite like an 8...0...8
Prompt: do the creative process of a human being working on music videos, the person is on their computer looking for creativity and around them is their dark reality about bad things and all they need is to focus on editing their videos, create an environment dark and exuberant
Prompt: do the creative process of a human being working on music videos, the person is on their computer looking for creativity and around them is their dark reality about bad things and all they need is to focus on editing their videos, create an environment dark and exuberant
Prompt: By all means I should understand, But I cannot seem to keep my hands On that truth that shall be praised, As the one to let us be saved. Dear God, fundamental truth may be granted, But can't my thought be counted? As a right in this world, Where objectivity left me no choice But to blend in such a foist.
Prompt: Hitman In a world where assassination is a thriving industry, a seasoned hitman is tasked with eliminating their most challenging target yet—a highly influential public figure whose demise could shift the balance of power in the city. However, as the hitman delves deeper into the mission, they uncover shocking truths that force them to question their loyalty and the motives behind the contract. Write a story exploring the moral dilemmas, unexpected alliances, and the high-stakes game of cat and mouse in this clandestine world of contract killing , captivating and immersive scene featuring detailed, stunning graphics that transport the
Prompt: Keep your 'lectric eye on me, babe Put your ray gun to my head Press your space face close to mine, love Freak out in a moonage daydream, oh yeah!
Prompt: You and I are two different things One cloud's tears of water Let's break on the ground with rhinestones We'll scatter around and around... Endless downward desire Rewarded by the sun's gaze Brings joy to the grass You and I will be placed next to each other...
Prompt: You lift the safety on your weapon and dive behind the couch. Just in time. A burst of three shots embeds into the upper shelf of the bookcase, shattering the wood and sending books to the floor. You move, crawling toward the edge of the couch, and glance over the armrest. You spot the intruder in dark clothes and a black ski mask covering his face, crouched on the first step of the staircase. Black and white hatched illustration.
Prompt: I wanna be your slave, I wanna be your master, I wanna make your heartbeat run like rollercoasters, I wanna be a good boy, I wanna be a gangster, Cause you could be the beauty and I could be the monster, I love you since this morning, not just for aesthetics, I wanna touch your body, so fucking electric, I know you're scared of me, you say that I'm too eccentric
Prompt: I wanna be your slave, I wanna be your master, I wanna make your heartbeat run like rollercoasters, I wanna be a good boy, I wanna be a gangster, Cause you could be the beauty and I could be the monster, I love you since this morning, not just for aesthetics, I wanna touch your body, so fucking electric, I know you're scared of me, you say that I'm too eccentric
Prompt: I wanna be your slave, I wanna be your master, I wanna make your heartbeat run like rollercoasters, I wanna be a good boy, I wanna be a gangster, Cause you could be the beauty and I could be the monster, I love you since this morning, not just for aesthetics, I wanna touch your body, so fucking electric, I know you're scared of me, you say that I'm too eccentric
Prompt: I wanna be your slave, I wanna be your master, I wanna make your heartbeat run like rollercoasters, I wanna be a good boy, I wanna be a gangster, Cause you could be the beauty and I could be the monster, I love you since this morning, not just for aesthetics, I wanna touch your body, so fucking electric, I know you're scared of me, you say that I'm too eccentric
Prompt: i get knocked down then get up again yer not gonna keep me down , he drinks a whiskey and sings a bunch of songs 🍻 🎶 🎤
Prompt: A grand piano, its ivory keys oozing like honey, its wooden frame dissolving into a pool of shimmering liquid. The piano's music, once a melody of joy and passion, now echoes through the air, distorted and fading as the instrument disintegrates. The piano's once proud form now lies in a puddle of colorful liquid, a testament to the power of music to transform and captivate.
Prompt: A grand piano, its ivory keys oozing like honey, its wooden frame dissolving into a pool of shimmering liquid. The piano's music, once a melody of joy and passion, now echoes through the air, distorted and fading as the instrument disintegrates. The piano's once proud form now lies in a puddle of colorful liquid, a testament to the power of music to transform and captivate.
Prompt: Well, it's Fifty cups of coffee and you know it's on I move the crowd to the break of break of dawn Can't rock the house without the party people Cause when we're getting down we are all equal There's no better or worse between you and me But I rock the mic so viciously Like pins and needles and words that sting At the blink of an eye I will do my thing It's like a needle in the cartridge when the record spins Like diggin' down deep in the record bins Everybody gettin' down make no mistake Nothing sounds quite like an 808
Prompt: Darkness dark clouds and suddenly in the sky The Moon dazzles with its glow, The moon becomes a golf ball suddenly Zeus appears, smiles and winks Zeus hits her with a golf club and she flies into the viewer.
Prompt: I kinda hope there's something wrong with me I kind hope this isn't how it's supposed to be (Supposed to be) I pray to god it's not normal Crying on the floor I don't wanna do this anymore
Prompt: I kinda hope there's something wrong with me I kind hope this isn't how it's supposed to be (Supposed to be) I pray to god it's not normal Crying on the floor I don't wanna do this anymore
Prompt: (( best quality )) « Create cover art that utilizes visual metaphors to symbolize the themes of the song 'Take My Hand.' Use abstract elements such as turbulent waves, broken chains, or birds in flight to depict the struggle, strength, and determination of love as conveyed in the song. Ensure that the image conveys these emotions powerfully and artistically.» ultra realist, photograph, ultra detailed, ( (photorealistic) ), 8k resolution, Hyper-detailed, Hyper-Sharp 16k resolution post-processing, cinematic style
Prompt: Dances sunlight, carves pathways, weaves dreams, ignites fires, paints horizons, orchestrates mornings, sculpts silhouettes, harvests hope, captains adventures, spins tales, nurtures blooms, forges destinies, charts stars, kindles laughter, anchors tempests, composes symphonies, crafts wonders, pilots reveries, engineers bridges, blossoms fiercely.
Prompt: Must be the reason why I'm king of my castle why I'm free in my trapped soul why I'm king of my castle why I'm making examples of you
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: (So sorrow and precious) I think I understand now (So happy and maddening) I was unable to cry that day...
