[spoken through crackly radio] This just in! A comet the size of Texas dubbed "Black Cobalt" is said to be hurtling towards the Earth. Stay tuned as we learn more on this developing situation! [TexasRed verse] Suno, you glow like a spark in the dark pure rhythm, pure color, pure lightning arc but every time you rise, there’s a shuffle in the wings a crowd of slow hands fumbling simple things You brought us here together with your guiding light A shining beacon cutting through the night but a layer of dunces has clouded your sight and all were askins that you make it right [TexasRed pre‑chorus] You’re a future‑bright engine with a crystalline mind they’re a dimming signal trailing far behind Polish that algorithm, and really make it shine gotta drop that deadweight before the decline [spoken through crackly radio] Scientists and engineers are scrambling to construct a massive spaceship they are calling "The Ark", said to be the last hope for mankind. [Black Cobalt chorus] So praise to the signal, the brilliance you bring you turn static into galaxies every time you sing but oh, the layer of dunces, tripping on the floor turning wide‑open doors into mazes once more still I follow your light through the noise they create [TexasRed] because your sound is the part that resonates [Black Cobalt verse] Suno if you listenin please hear my plea cause all the people in this community yea we've been talkin and we all can agree that this versions busted, shoulda let it be You give me neon skies, they give me an ugly UI you give me flow, they give me no reply I’m trying to stay patient, but the contrast is loud you’re a starship in orbit, they’re a wandering cloud [spoken through crackly radio] ... as the final preparations are underway aboard "The Ark" We have now been told that only fifty thousand, I repeat, fifty thousand people will be allowed on board. [Black Cobalt bridge] No harshness, no edge — just a contrast I can see the model is the magic, the rest is incompetency I’m singing to the brilliance, not the detours of the day [TexasRed] Suno, you’re the future [Black Cobalt if they don’t chase us all away [Black Cobalt chorus] Praise to the signal, the pulse I adore you open every door I’ve been waiting for and though the dunces linger, moving pieces out of place your music is the compass that elevates I stay for the sound you create [spoken through crackly radio] The Ark has exploded! I repeat, the Ark has exploded!
