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    70s style sci- fi, his steely skin is covered by centuries of dust, once he was a great one, now he is dull and rust, an oily tear he is crying, can you feel the pain of the sad sad robot, partially covered in shadow, dramatic, cinematic, shadow

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    See the portal, gate to madness Locked forever in a veil of shame Deny extraction - Thirst for disgrace Watch his break - The emperor's killed Light of the day - Shadows from beyond Scaffold of steel - The throne has gone Dethroned emperor The foot of the stairs, dimension in might The king sits, his eyes are glass Growing of the small - The laughter's fall Can you deny - Remaining cries? Descent of the lords - Into the trap Existence and hate - Unseen gate
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    man holding his head in agony, man stands before wall, silent scream,eerie , haunted by demons, grinning monsters with long fangs emerging from a wall behind the man
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    Obscurity hides the plateau Stars darkened at their place Nanna's glowing above Illuminates the silent scenery Seven they are-Yeziti's Call Aeon of night-Eager to prevail From the mountains of dawn they cry The call of the frantic god From the womb of mother earth they scream The wage of creation and sin Seven they are-Yeziti's Call Aeon of night-Eager to prevail "The sleeping lord awakes Tiamat pulls on her chains The blind phantom rages Azag-Thoth Howls Vibrations at the black ethers edge As nocturnal fear penetrates the land Ecstatical celebrations at their zenith The seven sharpen their claws" Winds emerge from the east Deep dark water moves Even the cold moon eclipses When they adore the dog-faced-beast Seven they are-Yeziti's Call Aeon of night-Eager to prevail As they admit the infernal tide The eye on the throne derides The old gods and their tribes In chaos Tiamat laughs pride. Seven they are-Yeziti's Call Aeon of night-Eager to prevail
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    In this dark, atmospheric photograph, a small, furry, human-like creature with large ears and a sad expression runs down a dimly lit, debris-strewn hallway. The walls are painted green with white trim, and the floor is littered with broken glass and rubble. The hallway is long and narrow, leading to a closed door at the end. The lighting is harsh and industrial, casting stark shadows.
    This digital fantasy artwork by depicts a dark, gothic cathedral interior with crumbling stone floors. A hooded figure in the center is floating mid-air, illuminated by eerie, flickering torches. Below, several robed figures kneel beside glowing embers. The background, in soft focus, features ornate arches and statues. The composition uses leading lines and symmetry, with a dark, moody color palette dominated by greens and grays.
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    See the portal, gate to madness Locked forever in a veil of shame Deny extraction - Thirst for disgrace Watch his break - The emperor's killed Light of the day - Shadows from beyond Scaffold of steel - The throne has gone Dethroned emperor The foot of the stairs, dimension in might The king sits, his eyes are glass Growing of the small - The laughter's fall Can you deny - Remaining cries? Descent of the lords - Into the trap Existence and hate - Unseen gate
    Shatter the glass house Wherein spirits breathe out Halitosis of the soul From a recking abscess Plague of far righteousness All fates hang in the balance Mocking crucified dolls An inquisition outs When the Sun goes out our powers Will extend throughout Heaven like Asphodel As they have for countless lustrum In dark Midian accustoned To burning effigies of our enemies well, partially covered in shadow, dramatic, cinematic, shadow
    a cat walking on a roof, high above the city, futuristic skyscrapers in background, cyberpunk, neon, cybernetic enhancements
    stunning photography, partially in shadow, beautiful female alien with blue skin, she has striking red colored eyes, her skin has a slight metallic sheen, strange runes carved into her skin, runes are glowing ember, instead of hair she has short blue and purple tentacles swept back over her head
    After the battle is over And the sands drunken the blood All what there remains Is the bitterness of delusion The immortality of the gods Sits at their side As they leave the walls behind To reach the jewels gleam The days have come When the steel will rule And upon his head A crown of gold Your hand wields the might The tyrant's the precursor You carry the will As the morning is near I sing the ballads Of victory and defeat I hear the tales Of frozen mystery The new kingdoms rise By the circle of the tyrants In the land of darkness The warrior, that was me Grotesque glory None will ever see them fall And hunts and war Are like everlasting shadows Where the winds cannot reach The tyrant's might was born And often I look back With tears in my eyes Grotesque glory None will ever see them fall And hunts and wars Are like everlasting shadows
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