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Ai prompted noise and visuals. Almost human made lyrics. About the problems with autocorrect when you try to summon Satan but misspell Goat with Goth. Lyrics: The moon's gaze, a flicker of flame, In the shadows where we carve our name. Ink-black skies and a blood-red moon, In the darkness. A ritual's tune. Goths arise, in shadows they dwell, A typo conjured them straight from hell. Not goats but Goths. They dance in the night, With a sinister grace, they claim their right. Leather-clad figures, with eyes of the abyss. Their presence, a chill. Their laughter echoes through the night. In the depths of darkness, they take flight. Goths arise from the shadows below, A typo conjured them straight from hell. Not goats but Goths. Now the Chaos rules. In the dim-lit room, candles flicker bright, Circle drawn, symbols in the night. Chanting words from an ancient scroll, One small error, it took its toll. Goths arise from the depths below, A misspelled word, what do you know? Instead of goats, we called the Goths. Now darkness reigns, as they haunt our thoughts. Piercing stares and midnight grace, In our midst, they find their place. A misstep in our spell's design. Goths roam free. Power divine. #ai #aimusic #aiart #coldwave #darkwave #worship #goats #gothic
