Made by Suno AI

[Intro]
(涙) (はいはい)
(涙) (はい) (うううう)
(涙) (はいはい)
ななな (ああ) (うううう)行け

[Chorus]
折れるまで回せ運命の軸 (運命の軸)
漕げなければ終わる運命の軸 (運命の軸)
ぶっ壊れるまで回せ運命の軸 (運命の軸)
漕げなければ終わる運命の軸 (運命の軸)

[Verse]
戦火の煙は山となりて (戦火の煙は山となりて)
この世は地獄と化してく
生と死の間に立て
回せ

[Chorus]
折れるまで回せ運命の軸 (運命の軸)
漕げなければ終わる運命の軸 (運命の軸)
ぶっ壊れるまで回せ運命の軸 (運命の軸)
漕げなければ終わる運命の (軸)

[Bridge]
思えば小さい頃から (小さい頃から)
オートリバースのウォークマンを
最大限まで逆再生して遊んでた
(何にも影響されてないんだってば俺)
クラッシュ

[Chorus]
折れるまで回せ運命の軸 (運命の軸)
漕げなければ終わる運命の軸 (運命の軸)
ぶっ壊れるまで回せ運命の軸 (運命の軸)
漕げなければ終わる運命の軸

軸 (Axis)

Japanese metro but metal , cover by cover by cover by suno AI

Japanese Metro (PowerMetal)

Made by Suno and ChatGPT

Lyrics:

(Verse 1)
Woke up drowning in the static,
Another day feels automatic.
The mirror shows a face I don’t know,
The cracks are deeper, but I won’t let it show.

Running circles in this broken maze,
Screaming loud, but it’s lost in the haze.
The weight of the world’s on a threadbare rope,
But I keep climbing, chasing hope.

(Pre-Chorus)
We’re all just ghosts in a neon sky,
Fighting to live, not just survive.
Our voices blend in a silent scream,
Searching for a world that’s more than a dream.

(Chorus)
We’re the echoes in the void,
Fists clenched, ready to destroy.
Shouting out what they ignore,
We’re the cracks breaking through the floor.
No chains can hold us down,
We’ll burn this city to the ground.
Turn the chaos into sound,
We’re the echoes in the void.

(Verse 2)
They sell you pills for the pain in your chest,
Call it a cure, but it’s just like the rest.
Pretend they care while they tighten the chains,
We’re just cogs in a machine that drains.

But this fire inside, it’s more than a spark,
A blaze that’ll light up the darkest dark.
We’re scars and wounds, but we’re not defined,
By the weight they try to leave behind.

(Pre-Chorus)
We’re all just ghosts in a neon sky,
Fighting to live, not just survive.
Our voices blend in a silent scream,
Searching for a world that’s more than a dream.

(Chorus)
We’re the echoes in the void,
Fists clenched, ready to destroy.
Shouting out what they ignore,
We’re the cracks breaking through the floor.
No chains can hold us down,
We’ll burn this city to the ground.
Turn the chaos into sound,
We’re the echoes in the void.

(Bridge)
For every sleepless night,
For every broken fight,
For every lie they said,
For the dreams left for dead.

We rise, we stand,
With fire in our hands.
We’ll write the rules,
We’ll tear down their plans.

(Chorus)
We’re the echoes in the void,
Fists clenched, ready to destroy.
Shouting out what they ignore,
We’re the cracks breaking through the floor.
No chains can hold us down,
We’ll burn this city to the ground.
Turn the chaos into sound,
We’re the echoes in the void.

(Outro)
We’re the echoes in the void,
Screaming loud, but not destroyed.
In the end, when the silence falls,
We’ll be the ones who rewrite it all.

Σchoes In The Vøid

Made with chat gpt and Suno AI


Lyrics:

(Verse 1)
Liquid sky, you bend the air
Echo’s stuck in static glare
Mouths all move but nothing said
Clouds drip slow like melting lead

(Chorus)
Spiral fade, don’t call my name
Glass reflections feel the same
Push me down, I’ll learn to drown
Sing me loud then drag me down

(Verse 2)
Velvet rust along the frame
Clock hands choke on time again
Eyes that bloom then burn away
Ashes talk, but never stay

(Chorus)
Spiral fade, don’t call my name
Numb vibration kills the flame
Turn me off, I’ll hum along
Siren soul stuck in a song

(Bridge)
Breathe through wires, twist the scene
Dream in bruises, speak in steam
Rotating shadows, tongue of chrome
Leslie ghost, sing me home

(Outro)
Spiral, spiral—fade and fall
Static angels scratch the wall
Crush the noise, let silence grow
Black hole heart with nowhere to go

Spiral Fade

[Verse 1]
Rusted veins, battery taste
Heartbeat stalls at static pace
Used to feel it, now I fake
Swallowed light and called it grace

Metal in my spit again
Jaw locked tight, I’m wired thin
Hands don’t shake — they scream
I’m fine.
It’s routine.

[Pre-Chorus]
Every dose like glass in skin
Not enough, but still locked in
Tell me lies in sterile tone
I’d rather that than be alone

[Chorus]
Plug me in, don’t let me crash
I’ve built my mind on broken stash
This isn’t living—it’s a script
And I forget between each hit
Dripfeed me the nothing I deserve
Let it hurt, let it burn
I’ve already
Unlearned

[Verse 2]
Night comes fast when your eyes don’t blink
And the pills don’t ask what you think
I lie flat in binary sleep
And wake up dry, too gone to weep

Static hum between my teeth
Every breath’s a glitch beneath
I loop the phrase: “I’m okay.”
Fake data.
Real decay.

[Bridge]
I forgot what sober means
But this still feels too loud
I scream in silence
With teeth too numb to drown

[Chorus]
Plug me in, don’t let me crash
I’ve built my mind on broken stash
This isn’t living—it’s a script
And I forget between each hit
Dripfeed me the nothing I deserve
Let it hurt, let it burn
I’ve already
Unlearned

[Outro]
My body’s off
But I’m still online
Dripfeed me
One more time.

[VOCALOID] Dripfeed.DAT

Made by Suno AI , Gemini and one shitty sample ringtone from samsung.

Lyrics:

(Verse 1)
Tick-tock, goes the clock, same old grind!
Walls closing in, leaving us behind!
They tell us "no way," they tell us "stay down!"
But a fire's ignited, all over this town!

(Chorus - incredibly fast and shouted)
OVER THE HORIZON! WE'RE BREAKING THE CHAINS!
OVER THE HORIZON! WASHING AWAY THE STAINS!
NO LIMITS! NO FEARS! WE'RE TAKING THE THRONE!
THIS IS OUR ANTHEM! WE'RE NEVER ALONE!

(Verse 2)
Whispers of doubt, trying to pull us back!
But our future's blazing, right on track!
Every step forward, a defiant roar!
Kicking down the barriers, and demanding more!

(Chorus - even more frantic)
OVER THE HORIZON! WE'RE BREAKING THE CHAINS!
OVER THE HORIZON! WASHING AWAY THE STAINS!
NO LIMITS! NO FEARS! WE'RE TAKING THE THRONE!
THIS IS OUR ANTHEM! WE'RE NEVER ALONE!

(Bridge - slightly slower, more deliberate, building tension)
They built their fences, thought they had us locked!
But the spirit of rebellion, it can't be blocked!
Feel the tremor, hear the coming sound!
A new dawn rising, on hallowed ground!

(Guitar solo - short, chaotic, and high-energy)

(Chorus - absolute maximum intensity, shouted, possibly with gang vocals)
OVER THE HORIZON! WE'RE BREAKING THE CHAINS!
OVER THE HORIZON! WASHING AWAY THE STAINS!
NO LIMITS! NO FEARS! WE'RE TAKING THE THRONE!
THIS IS OUR ANTHEM! WE'RE NEVER ALONE!

(Outro - repetition of "No Limits!" fading with feedback and final cymbal crash)
NO LIMITS!
NO LIMITS!
NO LIMITS!
(Feedback fades)



No Limits (Over The Horizon)

Made by gemini and Suno AI.

lyrics : 

Verse 1

Luzes na janela, mas a cidade não dorme
Eco no asfalto, a rua não se conforme
Um fantasma no concreto, um passo no vazio
A vida é um loop, só mais um frio


(Chorus)

Vem, vem, de longe, o som que me chama
Vem, vem, de longe, na noite que me inflama
A batida na caixa, o pulso da cidade
Vem, vem, de longe, a nossa verdade


(Verse 2)

Nuvens de fumaça, a neon que desce e sobe
Ninguém me vê, meu mundo se esconde
Entre prédios gigantes, a alma se perde
Mas o som não para, me sinto mais verde


(Chorus)

Vem, vem, de longe, o som que me chama
Vem, vem, de longe, na noite que me inflama
A batida na caixa, o pulso da cidade
Vem, vem, de longe, a nossa verdade


(Bridge)

E se o mundo for um sonho, eu não quero acordar
Enquanto o baixo bate, eu não vou parar
Essa melodia é meu único lugar
Pra essa escuridão, meu farol no mar


(Outro)
Vem... vem... de longe...
O som que me chama...
Vem... 

Vem Vem de Lounge

Made by suno AI and gemini

lyrics: 


(Verse 1)
Lights in the window, but the city won't sleep
An echo on asphalt, the street feels no peace
A ghost in the concrete, a step into the void
Life is a loop, a cold that's enjoyed

(Chorus)
Come, come, from afar, the sound that calls my name
Come, come, from afar, the night that fuels my flame
The beat in the snare, the city's own pulse
Come, come, from afar, the truth that's for us

(Verse 2)
Clouds of smoke rise, neon lights descend and climb
Nobody sees me, I'm out of my prime
Between giant buildings, my soul gets lost
But the sound won't stop, a green's what it cost

(Chorus)
Come, come, from afar, the sound that calls my name
Come, come, from afar, the night that fuels my flame
The beat in the snare, the city's own pulse
Come, come, from afar, the truth that's for us

(Bridge)
And if the world's just a dream, I don't want to awake
While the bass keeps on thumping, I'll never brake
This melody is the only place I can stay
For this darkness, my lighthouse out in the bay

(Outro)
Come... come... from afar...
The sound that calls me...
Come...

Vem Vem de Lounge (English Version)

Made with Gemini and Suno. Also Avaible on Youtube
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JpeXwQ0wRc4



Lyrics : 

(Verse 1) Yo, the blud pulled up, looking unbothered, a sigh, But he's gotta address why his whole vibe is a lie. Tried to use the Khaby Lame mechanism, kept it straight-faced, To explain his attendance, no time to be chased. At the infamous Diddy party freak-off, the tea was too much, Suddenly the whole mood, yeah, it totally got in touch. He was giving off big L energy, the explanation was weak, Now the whole situation is looking completely cheugy, I can't lie, gotta speak.

(Chorus) It’s the ultimate flex, this the six-seven flow, Gotta hit that quick response, nowhere left to go! SIX-SEVEN! (Pegasus on top!) SIX-SEVEN! (The only valid phrase!) The goofy ahh moment is locked in a gaze! Then Hasan used the move—the ultimate move we know, The thunderbolt shock collar puts on a show! It's highly effective toward Jellywig, gotta confess, This blud is not alr, now he's cleaning up the mess!

(Verse 2) He was trying to be sigma, but the prongs got the best, The shock was sendy, put his focus to the test. The apology is weak, the whole clip is a W for the drama, The internet is clocking this whole, messy panorama. If you try to make sense, you will crash out for sure, 'Cause the logic is dead, and the chaos is the lure. My fit is still fire, even with this dark turn, This fragmented reality is what we now learn. It's a blueprint of nothing, a spectacular failure, But the aura is gas, gotta give it a hailure!

(Chorus) It’s the ultimate flex, this the six-seven flow, Gotta hit that quick response, nowhere left to go! SIX-SEVEN! (Pegasus on Top!) SIX-SEVEN! (The only valid phrase!) The goofy ahh moment is locked in a gaze! Then Hasan used the move—the ultimate move we know, The thunderbolt shock collar puts on a show! It's highly effective toward Jellywig, gotta confess, This blud is not alr, now he's cleaning up the mess!

(Outro) Say less.  Hasan is cooked!

The Core Chaos Anthem

Made with suno AI and Gemini

Lyrics :


[Orchestral opening: A dramatic, minor-key piano arpeggio à la "Moonlight Sonata," joined by swelling strings and a solemn bassoon. A crisp, driving percussion enters, reminiscent of a classical march. A lone, mournful cello sets the scene.]

[Maestro's Recitative - Spoken with a deep, dramatic classical voice, then transitions to a rhythmic, almost chanted delivery] Hark, ye gentlefolk, lend thine ear to this decree! A composition most vexing, upon a fellow named Ludwig, you see. A purveyor of content, who doth oft wear a frown, To catalogue the follies of this peculiar clown.

[Verse 1 - Rhyming over a driving, almost manic classical beat with subtle modern drums] From the hallowed halls of music, where true genius doth reside, I observe your digital theatre, where your meager talents glide. You, a streamer, a "mogul," with your "subathon" ordeal, A protracted performance, devoid of authentic zeal. Your jests, oft pedestrian, your wit, a shallow stream, A veritable cacophony, a discordant, waking dream. You'd trade a fugue for a "react," a sonata for a "clip," A fleeting viral moment, from your server's digital lip!

[Chorus - Music swells, becoming more dramatic, almost operatic in its intensity, with a driving, relentless rhythm] Oh, Ludwig, thou art but a footnote, a momentary craze, A discordant arpeggio lost in the digital haze! Your fame, a brief crescendo, a transient, fading sound, While my compositions echo, eternally profound! BEHOLD! [A sharp orchestral hit, followed by a dramatic swell in the strings] You boast of "grind" and "metrics," of numbers and of growth, But artistry demands more, a solemn, sacred oath!

[Verse 2 - Beat returns to a slightly more nimble, intricate classical-rap blend, with a mocking flute motif] You posture, you preen, with a countenance so stern, Like a maestro of nonsense, from whom none truly learn. Your "Slime" and "Mogul Mail," a missive most uncouth, No melodic invention, no profound, artistic truth. You court the "chat," the "donations," with a calculated smirk, A transaction, not a passion, a soul-less, mundane work! You'd chase a "trend" with fervor, like a hound upon a scent, While I chased the sublime, on music's firmament!

[Bridge - Music becomes more agitated, almost a 'storm' movement, with heavy timpani and dramatic brass] You speak of "Lore" and "meta," of algorithms dark and deep, But the human soul's true yearning, in forgotten wisdoms sleep! [Music suddenly softens, a lone, mocking oboe plays a simple, slightly off-key tune] You've built your petty kingdom, of fleeting, digital dust, While my immortal harmonies will ever earn mankind's trust! Your "Legacy" a jest, a whisper on the breeze, Mine, etched in stone and spirit, through eternal centuries!

[Outro - The orchestra builds to a final, grand, but slightly dissonant climax, then abruptly cuts to a single, sharp pizzicato from a cello, followed by a final, booming gong.] Hark! Let the final chord resound! A disstrack, by a true Master, profoundly found! Farewell, young Ludwig, to your fleeting, digital throne, The true art, forever, stands alone! [A final, soft, mocking viola trill fades into silence.]

Felix Ghost Seven

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