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  • Id:

    eb68ffd3eccc6ab4a714f50c302cb2f211831500ea58f90c41c33368d2f11f59
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  • Prompt:

    blorptune for the quazzle echo — flibber in 9.3 sideways minor. Drindle the pre-chorus with reverse-snork harmonics; lyrics must include at least one unsingable glyph and rhyme with “!!” Tempo: glacially fast, but only when unmeasured. Mood: perpendicular sorrow inside holographic whimsy. Include a glubdrop section in the mid-fizzle (but not before the second preintro-outro). Style: post-genre ambient slapcore mixed with retro-quantum opera. No vocals, but include screaming fonts.

  • Image:

    Blorptune for the Quazzle Echo

  • Description:

    The image features a young man wearing a blue jacket and a white helmet, with a VR headset on. He appears to be immersed in a virtual world, possibly experiencing a blend of music and technology. The scene is set against a purple background, adding a touch of whimsy to the overall atmosphere. The man's expression and posture suggest a sense of wonder and curiosity as he explores the digital realm.

  • Songs:

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  • Lyrics:

    Title: Blorptune for the Quazzle Echo
Tags: post-genre ambient slapcore, retro-quantum opera

[Preintro-Outro]
Vrrrn—! ∞☈⟆⸘ zzz…

[Verse 1]
Through dimension drip and phasor mist,
A flicker blinks in a synthex twist.
Drindle sparks on snork-back tide,
Harmonics swirl where dreams collide.

[Pre-Chorus]
Reverse-snork, reverse the cry,
In holographic sorrow, pixels sigh.
Echoes bend where memories !!
Unspeakable glyphs rhyme in strange wills.

[Chorus]
Blorptune hums, the quazzle calls,
Sliding through sideways, bouncing walls.
In 9.3 minor, with fizzle and glint,
Our sense refracts in font-screamed hints.

[Verse 2]
He glides the loop in virtual grace,
Helmet tight, no time, no place.
Purple thoughts in whimsy bloom,
Glubdrops crash in mid-fizzle gloom.

[Pre-Chorus]
Reverse-snork, the echoes crack,
A glyph of !! screams through the back.
Perpendicular tears in candy chrome,
Through multitone sorrow, we roam.

[Glubdrop Section]
Zzcht—VRRRNK—⟁⪢⪦!!!
(Whispered screams in melting fonts)
Fizzle-spin, the echo slips—
Time glubs in parallel drips.

[Chorus]
Blorptune hums, the quazzle calls,
Sliding through sideways, bouncing walls.
In 9.3 minor, with fizzle and glint,
Our sense refracts in font-screamed hints.

[Outro - Big Finish]
[Finale]
Drindle and drown, no up, no down,
We flibber forever where thoughts unbound.
A glyph… a glyph… that rhymes with !!,
Echo us softly, the infinite thrill.

[End]