Flicker - Tori Amos
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Flicker - Tori Amos
I put the lyrics of Tori Amos' Flicker into the Tsubaki prompt window.
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- Flicker, yes flicker There it is, a little less faint A little more of your flame Feel it warm your skin Part of you trapped within Shed a little light on this Help me see Shed a little light on this Underneath the scarring from his defiling Underneath the pain Heroines They are not born, they are made A phoenix forms, her ashes rise Expose their hell Break Satan's spell Fire purifies It's redemption time Flicker, yes, flicker When neighbours and friends Only give you their burning silence Even with torches raised Part of you can't feel safe Shed a little light on this Help me see Shed a little light on this, please Shed a little light on this And on those who excuse this act of violence Choosing you to play Heroines They are not born, they are made A phoenix forms, her ashes rise Expose their hell Break Satan's spell Fire purifies It's redemption time Shed a little light on this Shed a little light on this
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- high quality, year_2025, year_2024, ﹝Prompt﹞
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- 768 x 1280
- Passaggi di campionamento
- 25
- Metodo di campionamento
- Euler
- Scala CFG
- 4.5
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A medium shot from a low angle depicts the demon Phenex as a dark, grotesque occult entity in the form of a great fire-bird, centrally positioned amidst a smouldering wasteland of ash and cinders. The creature is wreathed in intense flames and thick smoke, its massive burning wings spread wide, trailing fire as its form is simultaneously consumed and renewed in eternal combustion. In the distance, twenty legions of spirits appear as shadowy silhouettes within the infernal heat-haze, gathered to listen to the bird's unearthly, child-like singing. The environment is a desolate expanse of grey ash and glowing embers under a suffocating, smoke-filled sky. The visual style resembles classical demonic engravings and dark fantasy illustration, featuring dramatic chiaroscuro lighting with high contrast between the blinding fire and deep shadows. The image possesses the texture of an old occult manuscript, conveying a mood of tragic burning beauty, deceptive innocence, and eternal damnation.
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