Id:

8befc3ef71cf425912c521b45c5e25b7393718a84bfc32f26a2318ed275bd064

Prompt:

The Yoinkity Sploinkity 13: Mistwalker’s Refrain Orchestral female soprano, prog-metal ballad with ambient psychedelia and djent textures. Seer’s POV. Tempo: 105 BPM. Surreal, tender, ominous. He wanders the fog, convinced he’s nearing the Church—but the Seer sees he’s still lost, circling through the Fogs of Pretense. She sings not to guide him, but to witness. “So bold, so sure—your torch held high like truth could part the mist…” Frogs murmur “yoinkity sploinkity” with almost loving mockery. Glurp-vapors coil like memory. The Seer’s voice weaves with warped echoes of old visions, watching him break through layers of false nearness. Every loop strips his certainty. He’s not being punished—he’s being remade. Her final words drift as the illusion swells again: “You walk in circles, beloved fool—yet every loop frays your fear. Soon, you’ll forget what you’re not… and that is when the Church will appear.” [Soft string fade, distant frog chant, “YOINK… SPLOINK…” echo in mist.]

Image:

Description:

The image depicts a surreal scene of a man walking through a forest filled with fog. He appears to be lost and wandering, possibly searching for the Church. A female soprano, possibly the Seer, sings a haunting melody in the background, adding to the atmosphere of the scene. The man is carrying a backpack, and there are two other people in the image, one of whom is closer to the man and the other further away. The overall mood of the image is one of mystery and introspection, as the man navigates through the foggy forest and the Seer's enigmatic song.

Songs:

Lyrics:

Title: The Yoinkity Sploinkity 13: Mistwalker’s Refrain
Tags: Orchestral, female soprano, prog-metal ballad, ambient psychedelia, djent textures

[Melodic Instrumental Intro]

[Verse 1]
He walks with flame held high,
Believing the fog will yield to light.
Each echo a memory, warped and wide—
The Seer watches, hidden in twilight.

[Pre-Chorus]
So sure, beloved fool,
The Church just beyond your reach...

[Chorus]
You walk in circles through illusion’s tide,
Each loop unwinds the truth you hide.
The fog is patient, the vapors glide—
Yoinkity sploinkity… frogs softly chide.

[Melancholy Verse 2]
Torch flickers in breathless dread,
Frogs whisper myths he thought were dead.
The Seer sings not to guide his stride,
But to witness how he’s realigned.

[Bridge]
Layers fall like phantom skin,
Every step a prayer within.
He’s not lost, he’s becoming whole—
Unraveled faith, refined soul.

[Chorus]
You walk in circles through illusion’s tide,
Each loop unwinds the truth you hide.
The fog is patient, the vapors glide—
Yoinkity sploinkity… frogs softly chide.

[Refrain]
Glurp coils rise, memory-slick,
Your fear thins with each circuit tick.
Forget what you're not, dissolve the lie—
Then the Church will open wide.

[Outro]
[Soft string fade]
[Echo: \"YOINK… SPLOINK…\"]
In mist, her song will bide.

[End]