• Id:

    c756019e2b07cb978396b39a6932fbc632dc892bff7c4ed39ad4c9e16bfa9f8c
    safe
  • Prompt:

    A tech-house anthem with regal flair. Think PAWSA meets a Renaissance court. Minimal, bouncy groove with deep sub bass and rolling percussion. Chopped Latin choir vocals loop hypnotically: “Cody Cordova… Dominus… Beat.” Dusty vinyl textures and cheeky vocal whispers bring underground swagger. Renaissance horns and lute plucks are sampled and warped, layered subtly over the beat. Stripped-back breakdown features reverb-heavy choir and harp before dropping into a funkier second half. Playful, majestic, and club-ready — a mythic figure enters the rave.

  • Image:

    Dominus of the Dancefloor
  • Description:

    The image features a regal figure, possibly a king or a knight, adorned with a crown and a cape. He is standing in a dark, moody setting, possibly a castle or a dungeon. The figure appears to be the central focus of the image, with the rest of the scene being somewhat obscured. The overall atmosphere of the image is one of mystery and intrigue, with the figure seemingly emerging from the shadows to claim his rightful place as a ruler or a warrior.

  • Songs:

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  • Lyrics:

    Title: Dominus of the Dancefloor
    Tags: Tech House, Minimal, Anthemic, Majestic, Funky
    
    [Intro]
    Cody Cordova… Dominus… Beat…
    (Cody Cordova…)
    Whispers on wax, a court in motion
    
    [Verse 1]
    Step through velvet smoke, in a hooded cloak
    He don’t talk—he invokes
    Golden mask and a scepter of sound
    Every eye turns when his feet touch ground
    
    [Pre-Chorus]
    Choir in loops, crowned in haze
    Dusty drums from darker days
    He rules the rhythm, no debate
    With every drop, he seals his fate
    
    [Chorus]
    Dominus of the dancefloor
    He moves, the night obeys
    Cody Cordova… reigns again
    Where shadows bend and saints all sway
    
    [Break]
    (Horns echo through the vaults…)
    (Harp glimmers in the smoke…)
    
    [Verse 2]
    Lutes bend low in sampled time
    His court is groove, his law’s the line
    Sceptered with bass, he rides the night
    A monarch made from neon light
    
    [Chorus]
    Dominus of the dancefloor
    He moves, the night obeys
    Cody Cordova… reigns again
    Where shadows bend and saints all sway
    
    [Percussion Breakdown]
    (Dominus… Cody Cordova… Beat…)
    
    [Bridge]
    From Latin chants to vinyl hiss
    He turns the rave to mythic bliss
    No need for crown, he’s marked by sound
    A legend underground
    
    [Final Chorus]
    Dominus of the dancefloor
    He moves, the night obeys
    Cody Cordova… reigns again
    Where past and pulse converge and play
    
    [Outro]
    Cody Cordova… Dominus… Beat…
    (Fade through harp and haze…)