✧✦═══⊰ - ⊱═══ ✦✧✦ ✦✧✦ ═══⊰ - ⊱═══✦✧✦ ✦✧✦ ═══⊰ - ⊱═══✦✧ 🎶 Wir haben eine Deutsche Community für Suno Artisten aufgebaut. 🎶 Wir sind die StorytellerZ und Du findest uns im Discord unter: 🎶 We are the German StorytellerZ and you can find us here: 👉 https://discord.gg/storytellerz Octopus Arms [REMIX ME] - Tag me @GynniferB to be added to the playlist! No Rules - Just have fun! 🎶 Original Song – [REMIX ME] Octopus Arms 🎤 Original Artist – GYNNIFER B (@gynniferb) 🔗 Link – https://suno.com/s/MoSdGB5bigN7dI8F RIG-Radio Discord invite: https://discord.gg/5x7uRckpHE Playlist: https://suno.com/playlist/4346d888-0a2d-4534-baf7-ec9c7fee96f2 ✧✦═══⊰ - ⊱═══ ✦✧✦ ✦✧✦ ═══⊰ - ⊱═══✦✧✦ ✦✧✦ ═══⊰ - ⊱═══✦✧ [Intro – spoken, dark] Eight arms. Eight moods. One body. One will. And you... have the key. [Verse 1 – 8 arms, 8 lines] SHADOW – I was never here, I only brush past. BOLD – mine. now. I take it with a grin. PRESSURE – I grab you; when you breathe, I tighten. NAGGING – too slow, move. I hate the waiting. BALANCE – I count your sparkle, cold and exact. KNOT – I turn the lock till it cracks, piece by piece. BAIT – look there… a flash… you follow fast… INK – lights out. quiet. gone. who was that? [Pre-Chorus] Don’t blink. Don’t breathe. The sea has hands. [Chorus] CE-PHA-LO-PODE! CE-PHA-LO-PODE! Eight grips grab. Don’t let go. GUARD WHAT IS YOURS — or it’s gone: What shines gets stolen… you stand alone. [Post-Chorus] Everything that shines! (HEY!) Everything that shines! [Blast Drop - uplifting arpeggios end in a huge crunchy bass blast] [Verse 2 – 8 arms, 8 lines] SHADOW – “sorry,” I whisper, still I search. BOLD – yours is mine. I call it order. PRESSURE – no resistance. I break your rhythm. NAGGING – hesitate again, I turn to winter. BALANCE – inventory night: you’re crossed off. KNOT – “maybe” becomes “NOW.” I seal it. BAIT – look… hands empty… you step in… INK – lights out. end. ebb. nothing within. [Impact Break – half tempo, menacing voice] Eight arms. No witnesses. Only ebb… and you are empty. [Drop Build - riffs combined with the entering of crunchy kickdrums] [Final Chorus – banner line] TENTACLES! TENTACLES! TENTACLES! Eight grips grab. Don’t let go. GUARD WHAT IS YOURS — or you’re gone: What shines gets taken. That’s the law. [Outro – spoken] Not lost. Collected. [end]
