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    Traditional ink and oil paint illustration, manga and western comic inspired art style. Subject is an anthropomorphic train similar to Thomas the Tank engine, except this train is a samurai warrior, and he is extremely violent, mounted guns, blades, spiked cow catcher, blood splatters, skulls adorn his exterior

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    Digital illustration, 3d rendering, (comic book artstyle reminiscent of marc simonetti, jim lee, michael turner, mixed with Pixar Disney princess). A gorgeous young woman with long dark hair standing in a frosty gingerbread town, she wears a form fitting long white winter coat with fur trim, a fur hat, and gloves, her flirty smile is alluring and inviting, the scene is industrial and reminiscent of christmas
    Traditional ink and oil paint illustration, manga and western comic inspired art style. Subject is an anthropomorphic train similar to Thomas the Tank engine, except this train is a samurai warrior, and he is extremely violent, mounted guns, blades, spiked cow catcher, blood splatters, skulls adorn his exterior
    Slaves hebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh Heed to his every word, live in fear Faith of the unknown one, the deliverer Wait something must be done, four hundred years So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death Now let my people go, land of Goshen Go I will be with thee, bush of fire Blood running red and strong, down the Nile Plague darkness three days long, hail to fire So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing first born man Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing first born man I rule the midnight air the destroyer Born I shall soon be there, deadly mass I creep the steps and floor final darkness Blood lambs blood painted door, I shall pass So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death
    Behold our beloved revels In tragedy (in tragedy) Self-denying avarice for bloodshed Behold hypocrite Those who run will be burned Those who run will be burned Those who run will be burned Those who run will be burned Devoutly wished for blinded eyes This tragedy's like light to the flies This seems to suit you better Bleeding out the eyes Hope's left in chain suspension Holding onto lies, to make the truth
    Scrap metal art, manga and western comic inspired art style. Subject is an anthropomorphic train similar to Thomas the Tank engine, except this train is a samurai warrior, and he is extremely violent, mounted guns, blades, spiked cow catcher, blood splatters, skulls adorn his exterior
    Oww! C'mon! Don't walk the cold and ruthless streets They drain the life from all they meet The servants crying underground Smelling mortal blood like hounds As you crawl, the sewer pipes Deadly sinners set to strike As you walk around the bend You'll be dead right there where you stand Flash of iron, leather, spikes, and swords Mighty warriors with metal on their side Enemies of metal, your death is our reward Triumphant victory when you bring the steel to life Deadly sinners (victory!) Deadly sinners (when you bring!) Deadly sinners (the steel to life!) Deadly sinners (victory!) Deadly sinners (when you bring!) Deadly sinners (the steel to life!) Crushing the light, stalking the night Deadly sinners always win Kill the tyrant's endless conquest With no mercy, straight for his heart Bloodlust will overtake anger and violence Without warning, lightning strikes in the dark, ooh! Strikes you in the dark Lightning strikes The dark Ruling the night! Winning the fight! Taking it all! Deadly, deadly sinners, you at night! Flash of iron, leather, spikes, and swords Those mighty warriors with metal on their side Enemies of metal, your death is our reward Triumphant victory when you bring the steel to life Deadly sinners (victory!) Deadly sinners (when you bring!) Deadly sinners (the steel to life!) Ruling the night! Winning the fight! Taking it all right to the end! Winning the night! Ruling the fight! Take one last step before you die-ie-ie!
    Behold our beloved revels In tragedy (in tragedy) Self-denying avarice for bloodshed Behold hypocrite Those who run will be burned Those who run will be burned Those who run will be burned Those who run will be burned Devoutly wished for blinded eyes This tragedy's like light to the flies This seems to suit you better Bleeding out the eyes Hope's left in chain suspension Holding onto lies, to make the truth
    Neon sign at night in the side of a restaurant in a shady neighborhood. The sign is a bowl of ramen with sexy legs wearing high heels and fishnets, "Live Noods"
    Behold our beloved revels In tragedy (in tragedy) Self-denying avarice for bloodshed Behold hypocrite Those who run will be burned Those who run will be burned Those who run will be burned Those who run will be burned Devoutly wished for blinded eyes This tragedy's like light to the flies This seems to suit you better Bleeding out the eyes Hope's left in chain suspension Holding onto lies, to make the truth
    Ultra-realistic digital painting. Fantastical spectral black horse with wings made of fire and flaming hooves, mane and tail, and eyes that glow with flame, emerging from a magical portal and charging towards the viewer, as it flies through the midnight sky. The sky is black and illuminated only by the flames and moon, The horse looks agressive and is extremely intimidating, with foaming mouth and eyes of rage. The scene is surreal as the pegasus emerges from the portal into a foggy graveyard, with a crescent moon peaking from behind the clouds,
    End of passion play, crumbling away I'm your source of self-destruction Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear Leading on your deaths construction Taste me you will see more is all you need you're dedicated to how I'm killing you Come crawling faster obey your Master your life burns faster obey your Master Master Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings twisting your mind and smashing your dreams Blinded by me, you can't see a thing Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream Master Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream Master Needlework the way, never you betray life of death becoming clearer Pain monopoly, ritual misery chop your breakfast on a mirror Taste me you will see more is all you need you're dedicated to how I'm killing you Come crawling faster obey your Master your life burns faster obey your Master Master Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings twisting your mind and smashing your dreams Blinded by me, you can't see a thing Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream Master Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream Master Master, Master, Where's the dreams that I've been after? Master, Master, You promised only lies Laughter, Laughter, All I hear or see is laughter Laughter, Laughter, laughing at my cries Hell is worth all that, natural habitat just a rhyme without a reason Neverending maze, drift on numbered days now your life is out of season I will occupy I will help you die I will run through you Now I rule you too
    Traditional ink and oil paint illustration, manga and western comic inspired art style. Subject is an anthropomorphic train similar to Thomas the Tank engine, except this train is a samurai warrior, and he is extremely violent, mounted guns, blades, spiked cow catcher, blood splatters, skulls adorn his exterior
    There's a sweet little girl that lives down the street Some people think she's square, but I think she's sweet You can see her every day, strolling up and down the way Looking so pretty and this is what I say She's got it Ooh baby, she's got it Ooh baby, she's got it I can't do without her Big blue eyes, long black hair Dimpled cheeks and she's no square She's got it Ooh baby, she's got it Ooh baby, she's got it I can't do without her Her ruby lips, shapely hips When she walk down the street, all the cats flip She's got it Ooh baby, she's got it Ooh baby, she's got it I can't do without her She loves to sing, hot rod queen She's real gone in everything She's got it Ooh baby, she's got it Ooh baby, she's got it I can't do without her She loves to sing, hot rod queen She's real gone in everything She's got it Ooh baby, she's got it Ooh baby, she's got it I can't do without her When the music's hot, loves to bop She'll dance 'til the jukebox pop She's got it Ooh baby, she's got it Ooh baby, she's got it I can't do without her Yeah, she's got it Oh, oh, she's got it
    A highly detailed close-up photo of a goddess. Her name is Hel and she represents death and the underworld. She appears to be about 40 years old, but she is immortal. Half of her face is beautiful and alluring and the other half transitions into translucency with her skull visible under translucent pale blue skin, she wears a hood with brambles and thorns resembling horns or wings from her head, her eyes are ice blue and cold, and her expression is malicious and vengeful. She wears ornate armor that fits her feminine form tightly, with peaks of her pale skin beneath. Pale blue and green tones dominate the background and her clothes consist of dark purple, silver and brass tones
    Highly detailed oil painting in baroque style with influence from Frank Frazetta. A raggety looking viking shaman standing on top of a of a wooden cottage with a thatched roof in a viking village, as he drops a small round pouch down the chimney, the shaman wears shoes with curled up pointy toes, and a pointed red sleep cap, His hide jacket is decorated with red and gold markings resembling Nordic art. The village is full of thatched roof houses, every green trees and lanterns, the scene has a glow that conveys magic, wonder and mischievous joy
    Slaves hebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh Heed to his every word, live in fear Faith of the unknown one, the deliverer Wait something must be done, four hundred years So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death Now let my people go, land of Goshen Go I will be with thee, bush of fire Blood running red and strong, down the Nile Plague darkness three days long, hail to fire So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing first born man Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing first born man I rule the midnight air the destroyer Born I shall soon be there, deadly mass I creep the steps and floor final darkness Blood lambs blood painted door, I shall pass So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death
    Oww! C'mon! Don't walk the cold and ruthless streets They drain the life from all they meet The servants crying underground Smelling mortal blood like hounds As you crawl, the sewer pipes Deadly sinners set to strike As you walk around the bend You'll be dead right there where you stand Flash of iron, leather, spikes, and swords Mighty warriors with metal on their side Enemies of metal, your death is our reward Triumphant victory when you bring the steel to life Deadly sinners (victory!) Deadly sinners (when you bring!) Deadly sinners (the steel to life!) Deadly sinners (victory!) Deadly sinners (when you bring!) Deadly sinners (the steel to life!) Crushing the light, stalking the night Deadly sinners always win Kill the tyrant's endless conquest With no mercy, straight for his heart Bloodlust will overtake anger and violence Without warning, lightning strikes in the dark, ooh! Strikes you in the dark Lightning strikes The dark Ruling the night! Winning the fight! Taking it all! Deadly, deadly sinners, you at night! Flash of iron, leather, spikes, and swords Those mighty warriors with metal on their side Enemies of metal, your death is our reward Triumphant victory when you bring the steel to life Deadly sinners (victory!) Deadly sinners (when you bring!) Deadly sinners (the steel to life!) Ruling the night! Winning the fight! Taking it all right to the end! Winning the night! Ruling the fight! Take one last step before you die-ie-ie!
    Slaves hebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh Heed to his every word, live in fear Faith of the unknown one, the deliverer Wait something must be done, four hundred years So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death Now let my people go, land of Goshen Go I will be with thee, bush of fire Blood running red and strong, down the Nile Plague darkness three days long, hail to fire So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing first born man Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing first born man I rule the midnight air the destroyer Born I shall soon be there, deadly mass I creep the steps and floor final darkness Blood lambs blood painted door, I shall pass So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death
    Oww! C'mon! Don't walk the cold and ruthless streets They drain the life from all they meet The servants crying underground Smelling mortal blood like hounds As you crawl, the sewer pipes Deadly sinners set to strike As you walk around the bend You'll be dead right there where you stand Flash of iron, leather, spikes, and swords Mighty warriors with metal on their side Enemies of metal, your death is our reward Triumphant victory when you bring the steel to life Deadly sinners (victory!) Deadly sinners (when you bring!) Deadly sinners (the steel to life!) Deadly sinners (victory!) Deadly sinners (when you bring!) Deadly sinners (the steel to life!) Crushing the light, stalking the night Deadly sinners always win Kill the tyrant's endless conquest With no mercy, straight for his heart Bloodlust will overtake anger and violence Without warning, lightning strikes in the dark, ooh! Strikes you in the dark Lightning strikes The dark Ruling the night! Winning the fight! Taking it all! Deadly, deadly sinners, you at night! Flash of iron, leather, spikes, and swords Those mighty warriors with metal on their side Enemies of metal, your death is our reward Triumphant victory when you bring the steel to life Deadly sinners (victory!) Deadly sinners (when you bring!) Deadly sinners (the steel to life!) Ruling the night! Winning the fight! Taking it all right to the end! Winning the night! Ruling the fight! Take one last step before you die-ie-ie!
    Highly detailed oil painting in baroque style with influence from Frank Frazetta. A raggety looking viking shaman standing on top of a of a wooden cottage with a thatched roof in a viking village, as he drops a small round pouch down the chimney, the shaman wears shoes with curled up pointy toes, and a pointed red sleep cap, His hide jacket is decorated with red and gold markings resembling Nordic art. The village is full of thatched roof houses, every green trees and lanterns, the scene has a glow that conveys magic, wonder and mischievous joy
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