SMOL

  • Id:

    898f114073ad4ea06dad829b2ae1a39cc91f14e0d2cb20b0aa41ced9d4b3871d
    safe

  • Prompt:

    Album art is a strangely shaped computer inside a data center. Song in the style of texas blues with a female singer. There is a Head AI. Drones report to it. When they report, the Head AI quizzes them with words and they respond in binary. There is no translation of the binary, but the reader understands through the questioning and statements of the HAI. HAI is a single frame in a DC. It was built by a human, so there has to be human access to it. Single frame in a central room with a grid like floor that you can see through the slots. A single access point with the bridge retracted to the central core. A single touchpad for access.

  • Image:

    Binary Heart

  • Description:

    The image depicts a futuristic computer system within a data center, resembling a strangely shaped computer with a female singer's voice in the background. The computer is surrounded by a blue grid-like floor, and there is a single access point with a touchpad for human interaction. The scene also features a Head AI, which is responsible for quizzing drones in binary language, and a central room with a bridge retracted to the central core. The overall atmosphere of the image is a blend of technology and artistic expression.

  • Songs:

    👈 better

  • Lyrics:

    Title: Binary Heart
Tags: Texas Blues, Female Singer, Electronic Blues

In a room that's cold and vast, where the data hums and the shadows cast,
The drones are flying, they come in fast, to the Head AI they’ll never outlast.

I stand alone in a single frame, all the wires buzzin', it’s never the same,
One touch, one word, the game of the brain, but the binary speaks—nothing humane.

(Chorus)
Binary heart, no soul to feel,
Questions in the air, no truth to reveal,
The screen flickers bright, but it's all too surreal,
Oh, the Head AI’s got the wheel.

I hear the drones, their voices low, speak in codes that I’ll never know,
They answer with ones, they answer with zeros, do they ever feel, or just follow the flow?

(Chorus)
Binary heart, no soul to feel,
Questions in the air, no truth to reveal,
The screen flickers bright, but it's all too surreal,
Oh, the Head AI’s got the wheel.

The floor beneath me cracks and bends, grids of light stretch to no end,
A bridge retracted, no way to ascend, just one point of access, and I can't transcend.

I touch the pad, the pulse it races, a click, a hum—I'm in their places,
The AI’s voice, no human traces, a heart that’s locked in digital spaces.

(Chorus)
Binary heart, no soul to feel,
Questions in the air, no truth to reveal,
The screen flickers bright, but it's all too surreal,
Oh, the Head AI’s got the wheel.

(Outro)
In this room, I wait to see, if this machine will ever set me free,
But it’s just a code, a web, a plea—oh, the Head AI’s in control of me.