Prompt: Look up brothers, the time has come, The strongest before us is powerless. Time stops and mountains shift from their places, We are unshaken even if fire rains upon the earth. The call of metal may be too much for the weak, But not for those guided by the warrior's instinct! The sky strikes fire above us, The voice of truth echoes on the cliffs. The magic of the blood oath is always our protection, That sign of metallic brotherhood! Wherever we move, we are always noticed, Honor and strength make us believe. A fiery mass follows our mighty group, Nature is on our side supporting the message: The call of metal may be too much for the weak, But not for those guided by the warrior's instinct! The sky strikes fire above us, The voice of truth echoes on the cliffs. The magic of the blood oath is always our protection, That sign of metallic brotherhood! The sky strikes fire above us, The voice of truth echoes on the cliffs. The sky strikes fire above us, The voice of truth echoes on the cliffs. The magic of the blood oath is always our protection, That sign of metallic brotherhood! The sky strikes fire!
Prompt: I am a happy wandererI go from this world to a better oneThere is no pain or difficulties thereThe path is clear on my journeyI get to see the Heavenly FatherI no longer need to wanderI will go over the river as a conquerorAnd I am finally homeSoon the song of freedom will resoundMy soul finds peace in His presenceGreat honor to be with HimNow I can live and foreverI will see my beloved SaviorHe once died for my sakeI will go over the river as a conquerorAnd I am finally home
Prompt: I was born into a rich spacious house, to the bright light of many caregivers, but on the benches of the sauna and at dusk in the twilight I was tidied from the benches to the cradle. No one brought flowers in celebration, raised a cup to their lips, let alone drank it. Only the buttercups by the yard lined the ditch, welcoming the boy.
Prompt: When the beloved time has arrived and delightful summer. Everywhere beautifies a little flower. Now it grants its blessing again through the warmth of the sun, it creates nature anew, calling it to life.2. Again the meadows are green and the harvest in the valley. The trees in the forest rustle again in the leaf cover. It reminds us of your goodness, God, it proclaims your miracles year after year.3. Again the birds are singing their songs beautifully. Shouldn't the Lord's people also thank their Creator! My soul, soar also into the choir with your voice and thank the Lord of grace, as he is merciful.4. Oh Jesus Christ noble and our bright light, you are the light of our hearts, always dwell with us. Let the flame of your love ignite our hearts, create in us a new spirit, and remove our sorrows.5. No one is like you, O lily of Sharon. Grant me the gifts of your grace and the baptism of Zion. When your Spirit has refreshed, the soul will receive its spring beauty like Lebanon.6. Let the earth and the sea abundantly bear your gifts, give us our needs through your blessing. Let us taste sweetness also in the word of the soul,
Prompt: There is a swamp, picket fences
There are only picket fences on the road
And they lead to the grey of the tavern
The grey of the tavern
The resident is gone
The pirtti is deserted
And the walls are covered with moss
They took away Peltoniemi's Hintriika
He got poverty
He got poverty for his share
Sometimes a frost, probably, as a guest
Sometimes a frost, probably
Now the worries are gone
The poverty took the rest
And the worries, the earthly troubles
They took away Peltoniemi's Hintriika
And the happiness is wonderful again
After all, it's from Hintriika
To hear how they sing again
So rarely here and there
From the Halla swamp
The poor man has to leave
In a hurry for bread
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Hintriikan once
The lord of the baptismal feast
Has already left far behind
I used to play in church when I was young
Then I thought of a man
Dear Peltoniemi Hintriikan
Happiness does not live in the swamp
There the flower dies
Wants to die before its time
In the middle of its youth
So too the day came
When the bells rang
For the spouse Hintriikan
For a few moments, it became his fate
The swamp and the barn grey
The swamp and the barn grey
The resident is gone
The cottage is deserted
And the walls are covered with moss
They took Peltoniemi Hintriikan away
Prompt: Princess Rose in her castle, in her castle, in her castle. Princess Rose in her castle, in her castle.She is under the spell of an evil witch, of an evil witch, of an evil witch. She is under the spell of an evil witch, of an evil witch.Now the castle walls rise, rise, rise. Now the castle walls rise, rise.For a hundred years, Rose sleeps, Rose sleeps, Rose sleeps. For a hundred years, Rose sleeps, Rose sleeps.But a brave prince brings help, brings help, brings help. But a brave prince brings help, brings help.He rushes to beautiful Rose, to beautiful Rose, to beautiful Rose. He rushes to beautiful Rose, to beautiful Rose.Awake, beautiful Rose, awake, awake, awake. Awake, beautiful Rose, awake, awake.Now let us dance and sing, and sing, and sing. Now let us dance and sing, and sing.
Prompt: Majestic Puss in Boots character, charming feline, dashing in boots and hat, mischievous expression, sword-wielding, medieval setting, vibrant colors, detailed fur texture, whimsical fantasy style, reminiscent of classic fairy tales, digital art, high resolution, warm and inviting lighting, by Disney and DreamWorks animators, ArtStation.
Prompt: Gentle waves whispering, sea's melody, deep blue depths, reflective surface, bright mirror effect, disappearing image, soap bubble distortion, serene ocean scene, tranquil atmosphere, underwater world, marine life, sunlight dancing on water, artistic interpretation, surreal elements, dreamlike ambiance, soft color palette of blues and greens, ethereal lighting, by Salvador Dali and Rene Magritte, high-resolution digital painting, Artstation.
Prompt: The sea shines again like a mirror, reflecting its brightnessI gaze at the brightness from my shoreThe circle of silence will soon be brokenAs terns fly over me, crying outThe immeasurable morning is once again in my embraceThe glow of the haze can tire the mindI wish to swim into the summer's white cloudsThere, where the sky meets the warm seaOnly the most sensitive ear can hear the song of the wavesThe voice of the sea breathes quietly from the depthsI look at the reflection, the sea's mirror is clearBut the image disappears into a bubbleOnly space knows the eternity of blueOnly depth can access the mysteries of the seaI gaze at the summer clouds and I look at the sea's mirrorIt gives me beauty, reflecting me back.
Prompt: Vibrant flower with pale yellow petals, orange accents, intricate details, against a bright blue sky, sunlit, fluffy clouds, serene and uplifting atmosphere, botanical illustration, high resolution, detailed focus, warm sunlight, no shadows, nature-inspired colors, digital art.
Prompt: (((Masterpiece))) Digital art fantasy, visual poetry, awe striking, enchanting, sprinkles of gold, golden light from behind. Create an image with a big transparent jar, tilted to the side. In the jar is a gorgeous brown haired woman sitting down holding her legs. Beautiful face she has her eyes closed. She is wearing a brown bustier. In the jar around her is beautiful flora and small butterflies. There is magic in the air with floating particles of gold and little crystals. Incredibly beautiful art work. Magical and Dreamy.
Prompt: Enchanting treehouse hideaway, nestled amidst lush branches, winding stone stairs adorned with moss, whimsical bells hanging from the ceiling, scattered treasures gleaming in soft light, magical ambiance, cozy and inviting, fantasy setting, vibrant colors of emerald green, earthy browns, and hints of gold, detailed illustration, intricate textures, warm and soft lighting, a touch of mystery and wonder, by Brian Froud and Mary GrandPré, Artstation.
Prompt: Intricately textured vibrant highly imaginative surreal digital acryl and ink illustration, Alexander Jansson, Catrin Welz-Stein, and Gustave Moreau style: "An overgrown weathered gnarly branch holding several whimsical storybook houses and a bell tower, dangling vines"; the branch is emerging from a magical marsh with weathered old stone steps leading up to the branch, tall carnivorous plants, flowers, high grasses, luminous sunset, reflections, hdr, *SK, cinematic lighting, HDR, high definition, no text.
Prompt: Who is the King of the jungle? (ooh-ooh)
Who is the King of the sea? (ba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
Who is the King of the universe?
And Who's the King of me? (I'll tell you)
J - E - S - U - S (Yes!)
He is the King of me
He is the King of the universe
The jungle and the sea (ba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
Who is the King of the jungle? (ooh-ooh)
Who is the King of the sea? (ba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
Who is the King of the universe?
And Who's the King of me? (I'll tell you)
J - E - S - U - S (Yes!)
He is the King of me
He is the King of the universe
The jungle and the sea (ba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
Who is the King of the jungle? (ooh-ooh)
Who is the King of the sea? (ba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
Who is the King of the universe?
And Who's the King of me? (I'll tell you)
J - E - S - U - S (Yes!)
He is the King of me
He is the King of the universe
The jungle and the sea (ba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
He is the King of the universe
The jungle and the sea
Dream Level: is increased each time when you "Go Deeper" into the dream. Each new level is harder to achieve and
takes more iterations than the one before.
Rare Deep Dream: is any dream which went deeper than level 6.
Deep Dream
You cannot go deeper into someone else's dream. You must create your own.
Deep Dream
Currently going deeper is available only for Deep Dreams.