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Prompt:

“Garlic Heart (Bella Notte Bite)” is a twisted surf-pop anthem with fangs—a cryptic, genre-bending tale of an Italian vampire torn between ancestral doom and buttery bliss. With sun-soaked harmonies straight out of a haunted boardwalk and gritty industrial guitar crunch, it tells the story of Count Belladente, a suave bloodsucker whose forbidden obsession with garlic bread sends his coven into chaos. The verses bounce with retro, doo-wop charm while the choruses dive into theatrical darkness, echoing his internal torment: “I crave what kills me—golden crust and sin.” It’s part love song, part gothic meltdown, with a finale that fuses pipe organ, theremin, and surf-rock guitar in glorious disharmony. Think Malibu at midnight… with marinara and madness.

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Description:

The image captures a scene from the song "Garlic Heart (Bella Notte Bite)" where a vampire is sitting on the beach at night, holding a garlic bulb in his hand. The vampire is surrounded by a surreal and eerie atmosphere, with a moon in the background and a pink sky. The vampire's attire and the setting create a sense of mystery and intrigue, as the song tells the story of his forbidden love for garlic bread and the consequences it has on his coven. The image effectively conveys the emotions and themes of the song, inviting the viewer to immerse themselves in the world of Count Belladente and his twisted obsession.

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Title: Garlic Heart (Bella Notte Bite)
Tags: Surf Pop, Doo Wop, Gothic Rock, Industrial Rock, Theatrical

[Verse 1]
Underneath the moonlit trattoria sky,
Count Belladente sighs with a gleam in his eye.
Slicked-back charm and a velvet cape,
But his undead heart begins to quake.

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s not the pulse, it’s the pull of the plate—
A golden loaf seals his garlic fate.

[Chorus]
I crave what kills me—golden crust and sin,
Buttery bliss, I let the darkness in.
Vampire soul with a marinara scar,
Garlic heart, you’ve torn my world apart.

[Verse 2]
He once danced through centuries in shadows tight,
Sipping red from lips in the dead of night.
But now he lurks near the oven’s flame,
Haunted by that sizzling name.

[Pre-Chorus]
They warned him once, they warned him twice,
“Garlic’s a stake carved in breaded vice.”

[Chorus]
I crave what kills me—golden crust and sin,
Buttery bliss, I let the darkness in.
Vampire soul with a marinara scar,
Garlic heart, you’ve torn my world apart.

[Bridge]
[Organ swells, theremin cries]
The coven chants, “Exile the chef’s pet!”
But Belladente’s lips are glistening wet.
“Let me taste it,” he pleads with fire,
“A bite of love, a breaded pyre!”

[Guitar solo]

[Final Chorus]
I crave what kills me—golden crust and sin,
Your scent’s the blade that pierces skin.
From eternal night to garlic light,
I burn, I yearn, I bite, I bite!

[Big Finish]
Bella Notte… oh, bite me right.

[End]