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Lyrics
[Intro]
In the realm where oddities dance and play
Setanta walks in a peculiar way
Broomstick legs and chimes that ring
A strange, whimsical, metallic thing
[Verse 1]
From distant tales and legends old
A figure strange, yet brave and bold
With a xylophone chest that sings a tune
Underneath the glowing moon
[Pre-Chorus]
He marches on through myth and lore
A mythic man we can't ignore
His melodies in the air
A curious sight, beyond compare
[Chorus]
Setanta, the Irish sprite
Walking through the shadowed night
Broomstick legs, and xylophone ribs
Magic in the way he lives
Setanta, wild and free
In this strange fantasy
[Bridge]
Notes cascade from his chest so bright
Echoes of a Celtic night
A silhouette with a rhythmic core
Tales of old, forevermore
[Outro]
So remember the legend rings
Of Setanta with his whimsical wings
A myth, a melody, a tale to tell
In the land where wonders dwell
Details
GeneratedJul 15, 2025
Duration1:57
LanguageEnglish
Style
Folk fantasy with quirky folk instruments and whimsical tone, male
Credits
Prompt byRubbingWoodAZ
ModelAria v4
