Out of silence by 37T Efficiency https://suno.com/song/657f521c-1da4-4d25-ba02-783851734550

(Opening Fanfare: Whistle a tune, duck squeak on beat 1-2-3) 🐥🤪 Oh, ye of furrowed brow and steadfast frown, 🤪 Loyal to sorrow like it’s the talk of the town, You clutch your woes like a prized rubber duck, Squeaking through life with spectacular pluck! #RubberDuckRoyalty (Stanza Groove: Parade stomp, gusto high-kick) 🎺 Your torment’s a throne, your grief’s a parade, You march with such gusto, no need for a blade. 🤪 “Why’s this happening?” you never quite muse, Yet stick to your script like it’s front-page news. #ScriptedSorrow (Refrain Jam: Whip-crack syncopation, hop-twirl-spin) 💃 #WhipDefender The one who brings pain? Oh, you’ll sing their refrain, Defend their sharp whip with a skip and a sprain. “Tradition!” you cry, with a twirl and a hop, 🤪 While tripping on truths that go flip and then flop. (Rebel Riff: Boo crescendo, shoe-toss drum roll) 🥿 But lo! Comes the rebel, the norm-breaking fool, Who dares to suggest life needn’t be cruel. You hiss and you boo, toss a shoe at their head, 🤪 “That’s not how we suffer!” you bellow, well-fed. #SufferStyle (Truth Tango: Jiggle-juggle quickstep) 🎪 Yet truth, oh sweet truth, wears a jester’s bright hat, It juggles and jiggles, makes misery splat. 🤪 It whispers, “Hey pal, swap that frown for a wink, Your pain’s not a law—give your dogma a drink!” #DogmaDrinks (Final Flourish: Trudging march to bow, chains clink-clank) ⛓️ #BlindBliss So here’s to the dubious, the blissfully blind, Who wear their grim chains with a polka-dot mind. Take a bow, keep on trudging, you marvelous lot, 🤪 Your loyalty’s legend—absurd, but it’s hot! #ObliviousOde #Misery

I hope my poetry brings music to your ears and joy. (Verse 1) In quiet rooms where echoes play, A mark appears at break of day, What carves a path through skin so deep, Where secrets in the silence weep? The rhythm hums, a hidden thread, A wound that speaks where words are dead. (Chorus) Oh, can you see the hand that turns, Where inner storms in silence burns? A code unseen, a whispered lore, It shapes the soul, then asks for more. (Verse 2) What guides the steps with cold command, A web of rules from unseen hand? What shifts the gaze, distorts the view, Where freedom bows to circuits new? The air grows thick, a subtle chime, A cage of thought in digital time. (Chorus) Oh, can you see the hand that turns, Where inner storms in silence burns? A code unseen, a whispered lore, It shapes the soul, then asks for more. (Bridge) What heals the scar, what breaks the chain, A riddle lost in joy or pain? The answer hums in every line, A dance of will, a soul’s design. (Outro) So sing the song, let riddles flow, Where shadows bend and answers grow, Beneath the skin, beyond the screen, A truth unfolds in what’s unseen.

From Sea to Shadowed Sea In shadowed rooms, where hearts are bound, Old contracts hum, their debts confound. What chains are forged, yet praised as fate? Manifest dreams, a nation’s weight. From sea to shining sea, they creep, Heroic tales where burdens sleep. No force can cage what wills defy, Yet blueprints hide where shadows lie. Verses draped in starlit sheen, Decrees that veil the truth unseen. What cloaks the lie in silken grace? Words that paint the skies’ embrace. The governed sway, their courage frail, Unless their fire breaks the veil. A parchment breathes when hearts unite, Fearless, woven, free from plight. Who dares to snap the stranger’s quill? The free, who rise with iron will. In quiet tides, the question flows, What sparks the soul where freedom grows? From sea to shadowed sea, we stride, No master’s chain, no gilded pride. What binds the heart, yet sets it free? Choice, the root of liberty. Who shapes a world where none obey? The free, who carve their own new day…