✧✦═══⊰ - ⊱═══ ✦✧✦ ✦✧✦ ═══⊰ - ⊱═══✦✧✦ ✦✧✦ ═══⊰ - ⊱═══✦✧ Wir haben eine Deutsche Community für Suno Artisten aufgebaut. Wir sind die StorytellerZ und Du findest uns im Discord unter: https://discord.gg/storytellerz !! Über 600 Aktive Mitglieder !! ✧✦═══⊰ - ⊱═══ ✦✧✦ ✦✧✦ ═══⊰ - ⊱═══✦✧✦ ✦✧✦ ═══⊰ - ⊱═══✦✧ #SONGTWISTER - a StoryTellerZ miniEvent ! Round 04: A Random Song about Random short story made by Legend´s ! BACKGROUND MASTER: ------------------------------------------ Story by @nasty343 <- !! Meta-Tag´s by @lijanna <- !! Style Prompt by /// <- !! ------------------------------------------ ✧✦═══⊰ - ⊱═══ ✦✧✦ ✦✧✦ ═══⊰ - ⊱═══✦✧✦ ✦✧✦ ═══⊰ - ⊱═══✦✧ [Intro / @eqvirther] [Male vocal breath-close with soft rasp, whispered, subtle ad-libs, rising rim and clap grids, staccato hand percussion, low sub long roots with glide] Sun rakes the dunes; the river holds a green divide. A scorpion packs a dream, then hides it back inside. From reeds, a frog—small ferry—rocks at the waterside. “No sting?” “No sting.” The oath takes water; off they ride. [Verse 1 / @h4xxler] [4/4 folktronica pulse, staccato hand percussion with rim and clap grids, sparse kalimba, low deep sub three-hit motif with boom drops and glide, duet] Yeah, huh, ich bin 'ne wandelnde Killermaschine, doch die Story hier ist 'ne Lachnummer, Mein gottverdammter Wüstentrip stoppt wegen 'nem bisschen Bach-Kummer. Der Alligator? Ein primitiver Matscho, der meinen Masterplan ignoriert, Guckt mich an mit 'nem Blick, als hätt' er 12 Monate Arroganz abonniert. Die Enten schieben Hysterie-Alarm, zwei Vögel mit 'nem Socialize defekt, Als hätt' ich nicht nur 'nen Stachel, sondern die Pest und den Teufel im Gepäck versteckt. Ich denk' „Was für Amateure!“, da springt der Frosch aus dem Dreck, dieser Quak-General, Und fragt, was los ist? Bro, mein fucking Problem ist buchstäblich elementar! [Chorus / @sladefoley] [Layered chant-like harmonies, gated snares, deep stampeding bass, heavy downbeats, amplified sub motif] What a sad story, oh what a sad tragedy Who's here the hero, oh who's here in agony Our scorpion keeps searching, it takes him a while No one would trust him, and he knows oh why But he wont back down, doesn't give up the fight Our little scorpion, he continues this ride [Post Chorus / @sladefoley] He won't sting, sting, sting (trust me) He won't sting, sting, sting (trust me) [Verse 2 / @noxuria] [Call and response vocals, warm harmonies, tom pounce fills, bar-line stutters, micro rubato, sudden hard stops] "Quak! Quak! Quak!", ertönt im Schilf... "Ribbit! Ribbit!" Ein Frosch! Ein fetter Frosch! Er kann mir doch helf'n... (Zu freundlich! - Zu freundlich!) Ich frage ihn... Verspreche ihm... Nicht zu stechen... Oh, Frosch! Oh, Frosch! Wir wollen beide doch nur leben... (So naiv! - So naiv!) Und auf geht's in den Fluss! (Auf geht's in den Fluss!) [Bridge / @kasane] [Whisper to falsetto range, soaring strings, half-time percussion, emotional climax raw and unguarded] Anubis, Herr der Toten, Herr der Mumien, Niemand entkommt ihm, Kein Wesen kann ihm trotzen, für Alles muss sterben. [Chorus / @sladefoley] [Layered chant-like harmonies, gated snares, deep stampeding bass, heavy downbeats, amplified sub motif] What a sad story, oh what a sad tragedy Who's here the hero, oh who's here in agony Our scorpion keeps searching, it takes him a while No one would trust him, and he knows oh why But he wont back down, doesn't give up the fight Our little scorpion, he continues this ride [Outro / @eqvirther] [Bittersweet harmony, male vocal breath-close with rasp, final ad-libs, fading rim echoes, sub glide into silence] Midstream, the little needle answers: now. “Why break the promise?” “It runs my making; this is how.” Water closes over talk; reed-columns lean and bow. What passed between them drifts below, kept where currents allow.
