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Blind Pilots - The Cooper Temple Clause

I put the lyrics of The Cooper Temple Clause's Blind Pilots into the Tsubaki prompt window.

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a surreal, melancholic anime-style illustration of a lone pilot in the cockpit of a small, vintage airplane flying through a starless night sky, gripping a shaky control yoke with white knuckles while scattered flight manuals and loose pages float weightlessly around the cramped cabin. Through the cracked windshield, the landing lights of a distant runway glow faintly through low clouds, just out of reach. The pilot, an exhausted young man with disheveled hair and dark circles under his eyes, wears a worn leather flight jacket and a headset slipping off one ear; his expression mixes desperation and quiet resolve as he wrestles the nose of the plane downward, one wheel missing from the landing gear, sparks trailing behind. In the empty back seat sits an untouched glass of whiskey, hinting at old fights and shared secrets. The atmosphere conveys loneliness, stubborn hope, and the fragile determination to land this thing safely despite everything falling apart. Detailed rendering of worn metal textures, flickering instrument dials, and cold moonlight filtering through the clouds.
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I hope you never changeI hope you never goI hope you always keepOur little secrets thoughBut how'd we get hereAt this heightAnd what's this talk ofDead weightI know we always drinkBut we don't always fightThe landing lights are onBut we're just out of sightCos this thing's mobileThere's still wheelsAnd I'm not done yetSo hang onYou came along to change the gradeTo raise the bar I'd made of lateYou came along to raise the stakesTo tend to me and my mistakesI can't pretend that I could beThe man you said you saw in meBut hang around and I'll try and land this thingNoone cameNoone sawSomeone pass the manualAnd soon I'll go awayI'll see you at the doorSo go put David onRead about the warWe're just blind pilotsIn strange planesBack seat driversIn dead carsYou came along to change the gradeTo raise the bar I'd made of lateYou came along to raise the stakesTo tend to me and my mistakesI can't pretend that I could beThe man you said you saw in meBut hang around and I'll try and land this thingYeah I made a list of all the thingsThat I could change how I could winI can't and I refuse to sayThe wheels have slowly come awayI pray to God my soul to keepCos I could never stand the heatBut hang around and I'll try and land this thingNoone cameNoone sawSomeone pass the manual
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high quality, year_2025, year_2024, ๏นPrompts๏นž
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768 x 1280
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25
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4.5
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bad quality, low quality, worst quality, lowres, nsfw, jpeg artifacts, scan artifacts, mosaic, cropped, error, fewer digits, bad reflection, bad composition, bad anatomy, bad hands, bad fingers, missing fingers, extra hands, extra legs, excess fingers, light particles, artist name, text, watermark, username, copyright name

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(masterpiece, best quality:1.3), (semi-realistic Chinese digital painting style, manhua illustration, artist style:1.3), atmospheric close-up portrait of an extremely handsome 24-year-old North Vietnamese fighter pilot in 1972, sitting inside the dark cockpit of a MiG-21 jet. (Sharp masculine jawline, deep intense dark brown eyes, neat jet-black hair, smooth yet sun-scorched skin, (subtle reddish-purple oxygen mask pressure mark across his nose bridge:1.2), calm mature stoic expression:1.2). (Wearing authentic 1970s Soviet-era flight suit, pilot helmet on with visor raised, oxygen mask unhooked hanging to the side:1.1). (Pose: holding a small vintage black-and-white photograph in his fingers, gazing down with deep quiet nostalgia:1.3). (Environment & Lighting: dark moody lighting, dim ambient twilight sky outside canopy, dark cockpit interior, warm soft glow from instrument panel, heavily blurred background, deep depth of field, dramatic cinematic lighting:1.4), detailed digital art.
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artist: yume335, A medium shot from a front-facing angle features a tall, handsome young man standing inside an airplane cockpit. He has refined facial features with pale smooth skin, a soft blush on his cheeks, and large, expressive black eyes with long eyelashes and a half-lidded, neutral gaze. His glossy black hair is tied in a low ponytail, with a few strands framing his face. He is dressed in a pristine white captain's uniform, consisting of a crisp white shirt, a neatly knotted black tie, black slacks, and polished leather shoes. He holds a pair of sunglasses slightly lowered or removed from his face, maintaining a cool and intellectual expression. The background is a highly detailed cockpit filled with glowing instrument panels, dials, and controls. The visual style is a delicate anime aesthetic with intricate shading, soft elegant rendering, and refined linework, creating a polished and sophisticated atmosphere.
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