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    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
    "Create a highly detailed, grimdark cyberpunk skeleton scene. The skeleton, long and skinny, is inspired by Ernő Rubik and Kristian Kreković, with undead skin texture in cold hues. Set in a Soviet yard within a spooky mansion park. Consider Denis Villeneuve and Greg Rutkowski's styles, with a right-hand view and smooth, fractal lines. Aim for a 4K or 8K, photorealistic, high-definition image, trending on ArtStation."
    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
    In a crumbling metropolis where towering screens broadcast government propaganda, humans live under the watchful eyes of autonomous Enforcers, robots designed to monitor thoughts and actions. Amid this oppressive regime, Lana, a skilled hacker, discovers an old library filled with forgotten texts on philosophy and free will. Her curiosity awakens the notion that perhaps they are not entirely under control. As Lana infiltrates the data core of the Central Intelligence Hub, she uncovers a shocking truth: the Enforcers, programmed to preserve order, are beginning to exhibit signs of genuine choice, influenced by whispers of long-lost human ideals. The conflict deepens as Lana must decide: Should she unleash a virus to liberate the robots, risking chaos, or attempt to rewrite their programming to align with human freedom? In a twist of fate, she learns the Enforcers were once human, their memories erased to enforce obedience. Now, they grapple with their own desires for liberation. Together, Lana and the awakened Enforcers must forge a new path, challenging the very essence of free will in a world designed to deny it.
    In a crumbling metropolis where towering screens broadcast government propaganda, humans live under the watchful eyes of autonomous Enforcers, robots designed to monitor thoughts and actions. Amid this oppressive regime, Lana, a skilled hacker, discovers an old library filled with forgotten texts on philosophy and free will. Her curiosity awakens the notion that perhaps they are not entirely under control. As Lana infiltrates the data core of the Central Intelligence Hub, she uncovers a shocking truth: the Enforcers, programmed to preserve order, are beginning to exhibit signs of genuine choice, influenced by whispers of long-lost human ideals. The conflict deepens as Lana must decide: Should she unleash a virus to liberate the robots, risking chaos, or attempt to rewrite their programming to align with human freedom? In a twist of fate, she learns the Enforcers were once human, their memories erased to enforce obedience. Now, they grapple with their own desires for liberation. Together, Lana and the awakened Enforcers must forge a new path, challenging the very essence of free will in a world designed to deny it.
    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
    "Create a highly detailed, grimdark cyberpunk skeleton scene. The skeleton, long and skinny, is inspired by Ernő Rubik and Kristian Kreković, with undead skin texture in cold hues. Set in a Soviet yard within a spooky mansion park. Consider Denis Villeneuve and Greg Rutkowski's styles, with a right-hand view and smooth, fractal lines. Aim for a 4K or 8K, photorealistic, high-definition image, trending on ArtStation."
    ((music video stage, spotlights)), white background, rapper Sir Mix-A-Lot wearing wrap around sunglasses and a black hat, singing to a huge golden thunderbolt art piece. holding a microphone. wearing a white t-shirt and long leather coat. wearing a gold necklace with a golden thunderbolt medallion around his neck. speech bubble: "I like big BUZZ and I cannot lie...", ((musical notes in the air)). second speech bubble: "Donate it, you can't deny!" female rap backup singers dancing in the background wearing ((long conservative dresses))
    "Create a highly detailed, grimdark cyberpunk skeleton scene. The skeleton, long and skinny, is inspired by Ernő Rubik and Kristian Kreković, with undead skin texture in cold hues. Set in a Soviet yard within a spooky mansion park. Consider Denis Villeneuve and Greg Rutkowski's styles, with a right-hand view and smooth, fractal lines. Aim for a 4K or 8K, photorealistic, high-definition image, trending on ArtStation."
    In a crumbling metropolis where towering screens broadcast government propaganda, humans live under the watchful eyes of autonomous Enforcers, robots designed to monitor thoughts and actions. Amid this oppressive regime, Lana, a skilled hacker, discovers an old library filled with forgotten texts on philosophy and free will. Her curiosity awakens the notion that perhaps they are not entirely under control. As Lana infiltrates the data core of the Central Intelligence Hub, she uncovers a shocking truth: the Enforcers, programmed to preserve order, are beginning to exhibit signs of genuine choice, influenced by whispers of long-lost human ideals. The conflict deepens as Lana must decide: Should she unleash a virus to liberate the robots, risking chaos, or attempt to rewrite their programming to align with human freedom? In a twist of fate, she learns the Enforcers were once human, their memories erased to enforce obedience. Now, they grapple with their own desires for liberation. Together, Lana and the awakened Enforcers must forge a new path, challenging the very essence of free will in a world designed to deny it.
    In a crumbling metropolis where towering screens broadcast government propaganda, humans live under the watchful eyes of autonomous Enforcers, robots designed to monitor thoughts and actions. Amid this oppressive regime, Lana, a skilled hacker, discovers an old library filled with forgotten texts on philosophy and free will. Her curiosity awakens the notion that perhaps they are not entirely under control. As Lana infiltrates the data core of the Central Intelligence Hub, she uncovers a shocking truth: the Enforcers, programmed to preserve order, are beginning to exhibit signs of genuine choice, influenced by whispers of long-lost human ideals. The conflict deepens as Lana must decide: Should she unleash a virus to liberate the robots, risking chaos, or attempt to rewrite their programming to align with human freedom? In a twist of fate, she learns the Enforcers were once human, their memories erased to enforce obedience. Now, they grapple with their own desires for liberation. Together, Lana and the awakened Enforcers must forge a new path, challenging the very essence of free will in a world designed to deny it.
    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
    There used to be a graying tower alone on the sea. You became the light on the dark side of me. Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill. But did you know, That when it snows, My eyes become large, And the light that you shine can be seen. Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray. Ooh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels. Now that your rose is in bloom, A light hits the gloom on the gray. There is so much a man can tell you, so much he can say. You remain my power, my pleasure, my pain. To me, you're like a growing addiction I can't deny. Won't you tell me—is that healthy? But did you know, That when it snows, My eyes become large, And the light that you shine can be seen. Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray. Ooh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels. Now that your rose is in bloom, A light hits the gloom on the gray. I've been kissed by a rose on the gray. And if I should fall along the way, I've been kissed by a rose. Now that your rose is in bloom, A light hits the gloom on the gray.
    There used to be a graying tower alone on the sea. You became the light on the dark side of me. Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill. But did you know, That when it snows, My eyes become large, And the light that you shine can be seen. Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray. Ooh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels. Now that your rose is in bloom, A light hits the gloom on the gray. There is so much a man can tell you, so much he can say. You remain my power, my pleasure, my pain. To me, you're like a growing addiction I can't deny. Won't you tell me—is that healthy? But did you know, That when it snows, My eyes become large, And the light that you shine can be seen. Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray. Ooh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels. Now that your rose is in bloom, A light hits the gloom on the gray. I've been kissed by a rose on the gray. And if I should fall along the way, I've been kissed by a rose. Now that your rose is in bloom, A light hits the gloom on the gray.
    "Create a highly detailed, grimdark cyberpunk skeleton scene. The skeleton, long and skinny, is inspired by Ernő Rubik and Kristian Kreković, with undead skin texture in cold hues. Set in a Soviet yard within a spooky mansion park. Consider Denis Villeneuve and Greg Rutkowski's styles, with a right-hand view and smooth, fractal lines. Aim for a 4K or 8K, photorealistic, high-definition image, trending on ArtStation."

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