Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] [Prompt: 115 BPM, driving gated drums, staccato synth bass, 8-bit arpeggios, ethereal female vocals, rhythmic tension.] Stone floors cold in the belly of the deep While the Goddess of the Light is lulled into sleep I’ve got a bow made of hope and a quiver of light Climbing up the ruins in the middle of the night Watch the Reapers dancing with their rhythmic scythes Buying back my freedom with a dozen extra lives. [Chorus] [Prompt: Soaring 80s synth-pop, lush Fairlight strings, heavy floor toms, cinematic climax, triumphant but haunting.] And if I could, I’d make love with Palutena I’d leave the shadows of this cold arena I’m climbing up the fortress, reaching for the stars Breaking through the limits and the iron bars Running up the skyway, higher than the sun. [Verse 2] [Prompt: 80s art-pop, mechanical pulse, shimmering bell synths, dramatic vocal layers, analog warmth, rhythmic.] Beware the eggplant curse and the wizard's hand Wandering the layers of this pixelated land My wings are made of wax and they’re feeling the heat But I won't let the gravity admit my defeat Medusa’s in the temple with the snakes in her hair Waiting for the hero in the upper-world air. [Chorus] [Prompt: Soaring 80s synth-pop, lush Fairlight strings, heavy floor toms, cinematic climax, triumphant but haunting.] And if I could, I’d make love with Palutena I’d leave the shadows of this cold arena I’m climbing up the fortress, reaching for the stars Breaking through the limits and the iron bars Running up the skyway, higher than the sun. [Bridge] [Prompt: Experimental 80s industrial, frantic tribal percussion, glitchy synth stabs, breathless vocal echoes, intense.] Higher. Higher. Don't look down. The feathers are burning. The heavens are turning. Up to the light. Out of the night. [Chorus] [Prompt: Soaring 80s synth-pop, lush Fairlight strings, heavy floor toms, cinematic climax, triumphant but haunting.] And if I could, I’d make love with Palutena I’d leave the shadows of this cold arena I’m climbing up the fortress, reaching for the stars Breaking through the limits and the iron bars Running up the skyway, higher than the sun. Higher. Higher. Don't look down. The feathers are burning. The heavens are turning. Up to the light. Out of the night.
Tags
1985 ethereal synth-pop, Fairlight CMI strings, gated reverb drums, rhythmic pulse, dramatic female vocals, 115 BPM.
Duration
3:40
Instrumental
No
Created
2/6/2026