

Prompt / Lyrics
it's a bucolic scene in the country in the spring and I'm almost lost in the tall grass a thatched roof cottage beckons me I crawl towards it and gasp as I find the hole to hell upon the journey like a one way path to destiny strapped tight to a gurney I never get to that cottage and I fear who looms inside there a silhouette a shadow man known as Rick Tiniver Drawn like a hapless hero to were the villains dwell that shady caped dark creature Like Sandemans from hell from what dark void you emanate It fills my soul with dread as I feel you rattling underneath my bed at other times I see your shadow by my window sill no face no smile and no frown an entity of hell I know not what you really are I only have a name and place born of another time I slumber in its chains when I close my eyes at night that cottage I do see and pray that Rick Tiniver doesn't wait inside for me.
Tags
male low voice, harsh German accent dark 1980s Techno Rave anthem, morose, scary
3:14
No
1/5/2026