Flat cut Paper style，( (Verse 1) The world was a symphony of sirens and scream

Flat cut Paper style，( (Verse 1) The world was a symphony of sirens and screams, A lullaby of bombs, a nightmare of dreams. We learned to crawl beneath the rubble and dust, To find solace in shadows, to trust in the rust Of metal and steel, the cold embrace of fear, A childhood whispered, a life held too dear. (Chorus) We knew the taste of smoke, the scent of despair, The weight of a soldier's burden, a life beyond compare. Peace was a whisper, a story untold, A dream in the darkness, a story left cold. We built our castles from ruins, our dreams from the dust, For peace was a stranger, a word we couldn't trust. (Verse 2) The laughter of children, a sound we'd forgot, Replaced by the rumble of tanks, a war that never stopped. We played with the shards of glass, the remnants of war, Building fragile empires, yearning for something more. We learned to survive, to hide and to run, To face the unknown, to fight for the sun. (Chorus) We knew the taste of smoke, the scent of despair, The weight of a soldier's burden, a life beyond compare. Peace was a whisper, a story untold, A dream in the darkness, a story left cold. We built our castles from ruins, our dreams from the dust, For peace was a stranger, a word we couldn't trust. (Bridge) But somewhere within, a flicker of hope remained, A yearning for quiet, a life unrestrained. A whispered prayer, a silent plea, For a world where children could play and be free. (Chorus) We knew the taste of smoke, the scent of despair, The weight of a soldier's burden, a life beyond compare. Peace was a whisper, a story untold, A dream in the darkness, a story left cold. We built our castles from ruins, our dreams from the dust, For peace was a stranger, a word we couldn't trust. (Outro) But the sun will rise again, the shadows will fade, And the hope we hold within, will never be betrayed. For even in darkness, a light can be found, And peace, though distant, can still be profound. We will learn to trust, to love and to heal, And the ec))
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Victor F
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Flat cut Paper style，( (Verse 1) The world was a symphony of sirens and screams, A lullaby of bombs, a nightmare of dreams. We learned to crawl beneath the rubble and dust, To find solace in shadows, to trust in the rust Of metal and steel, the cold embrace of fear, A childhood whispered, a life held too dear. (Chorus) We knew the taste of smoke, the scent of despair, The weight of a soldier's burden, a life beyond compare. Peace was a whisper, a story untold, A dream in the darkness, a story left cold. We built our castles from ruins, our dreams from the dust, For peace was a stranger, a word we couldn't trust. (Verse 2) The laughter of children, a sound we'd forgot, Replaced by the rumble of tanks, a war that never stopped. We played with the shards of glass, the remnants of war, Building fragile empires, yearning for something more. We learned to survive, to hide and to run, To face the unknown, to fight for the sun. (Chorus) We knew the taste of smoke, the scent of despair, The weight of a soldier's burden, a life beyond compare. Peace was a whisper, a story untold, A dream in the darkness, a story left cold. We built our castles from ruins, our dreams from the dust, For peace was a stranger, a word we couldn't trust. (Bridge) But somewhere within, a flicker of hope remained, A yearning for quiet, a life unrestrained. A whispered prayer, a silent plea, For a world where children could play and be free. (Chorus) We knew the taste of smoke, the scent of despair, The weight of a soldier's burden, a life beyond compare. Peace was a whisper, a story untold, A dream in the darkness, a story left cold. We built our castles from ruins, our dreams from the dust, For peace was a stranger, a word we couldn't trust. (Outro) But the sun will rise again, the shadows will fade, And the hope we hold within, will never be betrayed. For even in darkness, a light can be found, And peace, though distant, can still be profound. We will learn to trust, to love and to heal, And the ec))
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Jun 14, 2024
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Checkpoint & LoRA
Animagine XL V3.1
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Animagine XL V3.1
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