Gypsy
Words - me; Music - Suno
The latest version of Suno did such an amazing job, out of 5 perfect songs, this was the best, not to say the others were bad. how do you choose?
https://suno.com/s/cu5Ok873UE1sD6w6
This is not about me, just the mind of random serial killer..
[Intro]
Red velvet curtained room
Rosemary incense smolders
Smokey blueish haze blurs
Ancient oak table seats
A weathered gypsy woman
Ruby cracked lips foretells
[Verse 1]
The gypsy woman speaks slowly
Her eyes illuminate spectrums
Deciphering opalescent messages
What's clouding my vision, she hisses
Are abused vague imagery, listeners
Discretion, going nowhere, emptiness
The shadows left, decisions mine
What I see, sometimes, is nonsensical
Playing with minds, distorting realities
But, not in this case, in this case,
In this case, the message, is clear
[Verse 2]
Eyes turn cloudy white to blood red
Face writhes and contorts, demonic
Her tongue forked, long like a serpent
I see blood, the gypsy voice, a chorus
Balloons, candles burning, velvet cake
Screams, blade glistening, dripping red
A laughing bear, mottled crimson browns
Innocence lost, bright lights, now dim
Her glaring eyes pierce my very soul
How could you, take lives, senselessly
Your very core, rotted, distorted
Not your fault, I see what's hidden
[Bridge]
The gypsy's eyes are hues of solemn blues
Her face shows compassion, understanding
She sees black walls, surrounds a small soul
It wails amongst a vortex, of hate and anger
Empty bottles, leather belt, burning cigarettes
The pain, overwhelming, mind fractured, numbs
Innocence lost, bright mind, hollowed, petrified
Looming figure, dehumanizes, taunts, mocks
My vocabulary, lacking visual imagery, clarity
The gypsy adds, he wants what you'll never be
[Outro]
The gypsy spell broken, asks me to respond
I am what, was made of me, created, monstrified
I am his creation when he took teddy away
Slashed him in a drunken rage, my third party
Scolding me, so much hatred, unnecessary
Here I stand amongst the carnage, I think of him
I have blood on my hands, how bloody are his
And how does that make you feel, she asks
I feel nothing, I am nothing, will be, nothing
Comments
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I just posted about the love of Suno 4.5v. I agree with you. This song is fire, and I love what Suno has done.
The lyrics are still over my head. LOL. I'm sorry, I try my best to understand. :-)
Nonetheless, great work. I can't wait for the next one.
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Bloody hell! You didn't hold back there Bill. Talk about painting a picture, Dante's Inferno on steroids.
The artistry is amazing, some of your made-up words to add icing to the velvet cake!
Wonderful story, well told and very scary. Genre all to yourself, I think.
Great choice of music too! Well done.
Sid
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Thanks for the comment.
this is essentially a serial killer goes to a gypsy to get his fortune told and ends up with much more :)..
I know.. I think out of actually 6 there is really only one bad one.
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Thanks sid. actually had fun with this one. It was actually what started out as a teddy bear with a knife, morphed. Muse is having a challenge to write a song around a title. one of the themes was Gypsy. So thought of what would happen when a serial killer who dresses as a bear who performs at children parties goes to a gypsy to get his fortune read :)
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Wow! That's like a theatrical performance or an opera. It feels huge.
Wildly emotional and almost grotesque imagery.
Intensely creative. That's a special one.
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Thanks for the comment. that's what I was going for. looks like I succeeded. it's amazing with things just flow and come together.
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Your way over my head on the story , Sounds good though , I imagine time V7 comes around , You'll have a hard time telling from robots and humans
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