NDC TT DAY Genre: Psychedelic rock | Theme: Bermuda triangle ⛰️❄️⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆❄️⛰️⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆❄️⛰️⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆ 🎵 NDC – NORDIC DISCORD CHALLENGE 🎵 The Scandinavian home for Suno creators & genre play ✨ Join us on Discord, create with us, challenge yourself! Open for all from 🇩🇰 🇸🇪 🇳🇴 🇫🇮 🇮🇸 🇬🇱 🇫🇴 🇦🇽 ⛰️❄️⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆❄️⛰️⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆❄️⛰️⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆ © [2025] #ByDOT🔥- All rights reserved # # ____ _ _ __ __ ____ ####### | |_] ) \ \ / / | _ \ / _ \ |_ _| # # |-----\ \ \ / / | | | | | | | | | | ####### | |_) | \ V / | |_| | | |_| | | | # # |___/ | | |___/ \___/ |_| 🔥 |_| [Intro – airy psychedelic guitars, gentle reverse-wave ambience] I thought the Bermuda Triangle was a story. Just a strange place on a map. But when the sea folded open… it felt like I slipped between thoughts. [Verse 1 The spiral wasn’t violent, just a quiet turning key, an unseen door in the water opening gently under me. And when the colors pulled apart— blue from blue and tide from tide— I knew I’d crossed the line they whisper: Bermuda Triangle, other side. [Pre-Chorus] Nothing threatened, nothing roared, just a shift I couldn’t read— a warmth beneath the surface and a gentle, secret speed. [Chorus] I’m falling through the blue again, past where compasses divide, to a place the world forgot about where the sea becomes the sky. Everything is beautiful here, but beauty feels so wide— and I’m standing on this shoreline wishing you were by my side. [Verse 2 ] Zebras walk with sideways stripes, like their shadows switched their place, feathered little dinosaurs tiptoe past with quiet grace. A two-legged cat observes me, as if trying to decide if I’m someone it should welcome or just someone passing by. [Pre-Chorus ] This world is soft and breathing, but it doesn’t know my name— and the wind repeats it strangely, never sounding quite the same. [Chorus] I’m falling through the blue again, far beyond the maps I knew, where the Triangle hides its wonders in a calm inverted view. Every dream is real around me, every creature opens wide— but I sit here with my bottle wishing you were by my side. [Bridge] Maybe this is not a trap, maybe it’s a turning page— a chapter lost between the waves where time forgets to age. Still I seal the bottle gently with the fire warming sand, hoping someone reads my whisper from the far side of this land. [Final Chorus] I’m falling through the blue again, but the calm won’t let me fear. Every color holds me softly though I wish that you were here. If my message ever reaches you across the shifting tide— send your voice back through the water to the world on the other side. I’m alive here. Still me here. Just alone on Bermuda’s tide. [Outro ] © [2025] #ByDOT🔥- All rights reserved
