• Id:

    ea5a10cce30c4eb2f7b6f5fc2e58a41d61a8aca4df12f443b28754ac4a0186af
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  • Prompt:

    🎡 Title: Breath of the Stone 🧘 Style: Monastic throat sung chanting summoned from deep time. Raw, breath-heavy vowels echo in stone halls, layered in shifting octaves. No rhythm, no logic, just trance-inducing resonance. A ceremony older than memory. Voices bend reality β€” sacred, terrifying, beautiful. 🎢 Chant: ooOOAaAAuuUeEeiiIiiOOmMMMmmAaaOOUUuuuUuuhHHHHhh AAeiiIIiiOoOoOoOOuuuUUUmmmMMMaAaAaAAaaeeEEEHH uUUuuUUooOoMMMaaaiIIEEehhhHHhhOOooaaAAAiiIii oooUUUAaAaEEEiiOOooMMMmmmUuUUhhhHAAaaEEeeiIiI eEeEEEoooOOOuuuUUUHHHHHHmmmMMMMaaaAAaiiiIIOOoo uUUhhhHHHaaaAAeeeIIIOOOooMMMmmmAaAAiiEEEuuUUH AaAaEEEiiiIIooOOuuuUUHHHHHHmmmMMMaaAAEeeiiI OOOOOOuuuUUUhhhHHmmMMAAaaaEEEiiOOooUUuuuuhhh aaaAAIIeeeOOOuuuuUUHHHhhhmmmMMMaaAeeeiiIIOOoO OOOuuUuuhhhHHHmmMMaaAeEeeiiOOOoooUUUHHmmMMMm

  • Image:

    Breath of the Stone
  • Description:

    The image captures a woman with long, flowing hair, standing in a dark room, possibly a stone hall. She appears to be in a trance-like state, as if she's been summoned from deep time. The woman's hair is adorned with a tattoo, adding a unique touch to her appearance. The overall atmosphere of the scene is mysterious and captivating, evoking a sense of timelessness and spiritual connection.

  • Songs:

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  • Lyrics:

    Title: Breath of the Stone
    Tags: Monastic, Throat Singing, Chant, Ethereal, Gregorian Chant, Atmospheric, Ambient
    
    [Invocation]
    ooOOAaAAuuUeEeiiIiiOOmMMMmmAaaOOUUuuuUuuhHHHHhh
    
    [Verse 1]
    Stone-born silence breaks in breath,
    Ancient echoes shape the air,
    Mouths of shadow summon depth,
    Time dissolves in sacred lair.
    
    [Chant]
    AAeiiIIiiOoOoOoOOuuuUUUmmmMMMaAaAaAAaaeeEEEHH
    
    [Verse 2]
    Vowels spiral from the void,
    Throat of earth, alive, unbound,
    No thought, no rhythm to avoid,
    Just the song in stone is found.
    
    [Chant]
    uUUuuUUooOoMMMaaaiIIEEehhhHHhhOOooaaAAAiiIii
    
    [Bridge]
    Breath becomes the path to knowing,
    Sound is spirit slowly growing,
    Octaves twist through time’s decaying,
    Rock and voice in stillness praying.
    
    [Chant]
    oooUUUAaAaEEEiiOOooMMMmmmUuUUhhhHAAaaEEeeiIiI
    
    [Verse 3]
    Hollowed halls of stone remember,
    Every hum a glowing ember,
    Fear and awe and peace combine
    In the echo's ancient shrine.
    
    [Chant]
    eEeEEEoooOOOuuuUUUHHHHHHmmmMMMMaaaAAaiiiIIOOoo
    
    [Outro]
    uUUhhhHHHaaaAAeeeIIIOOOooMMMmmmAaAAiiEEEuuUUH
    AaAaEEEiiiIIooOOuuuUUHHHHHHmmmMMMaaAAEeeiiI
    
    [End]
    OOOOOOuuuUUUhhhHHmmMMAAaaaEEEiiOOooUUuuuuhhh