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Ethereal Workshop but ai extend it (with lyrics)

Void Monster's Ethereal Workshop:    • Ethereal Workshop Wave 7 Full Song (M...   MPG's individual monster's used:    • Ethereal Workshop Wave 7 - All Monste...   1st Lyrics: Deep within the island's core, Where shadows stretch and twist, A Workshop hums with life unknown, In the haze of mist. Zarroë’s mind at work, Building forms that breathe, In the dark, the Ethereals rise, From the depths beneath. In the Workshop, shadows creep, Where the elements twist and leap, Synthesized with mind and might, Creating sounds that haunt the night, Ethereal dreams, unstable streams, In the Workshop, nothing’s as it seems... From the Meebs, the sparks ignite, A pulse of life begins, Triple-Elements take their shape, As chaos slowly spins. Machines and magic intertwine, A symphony of gears, In every click, a story told, A song for future years. Plasma hums, crystal cracks, A pulse of life begins, Triple-Elements take their shape, As chaos slowly spins. Machines and magic intertwine, A symphony of gears, In every click, a story told, A song for future years. Plasma hums, crystal cracks, Shadow whispers, poison attacks, Mech whirs, unstable call, In the Workshop, they risk it all. Yooreek clicks with metallic grace, A rhythm sharp and bright, Meebkin twirls the Meebs with care, Groans echo in the night. Gaddzooks marches, steady beat, Snapping jaws and tapping feet, Blarret’s mouths in perfect tune, Singing songs beneath the moon. In the Workshop, shadows creep, Where the elements twist and leap, Synthesized with mind and might, Creating sounds that haunt the night, Ethereal dreams, unstable streams, In the Workshop, nothing’s as it seems... Whaill wails, the space-time bends, With every note, reality rends, Vhenshun’s gears grind and whir, Inventions new they always spur. Flasque floats, a liquid form, Breaking glass, defying norm, Nitebear groans, in shadows deep, A haunting tune, a melody to keep. In the Workshop, shadows creep, Where the elements twist and leap, Synthesized with mind and might, Vhenshun’s gears grind and whir, Inventions new they always spur. Flasque floats, a liquid form, Breaking glass, defying norm, Nitebear groans, in shadows deep, A haunting tune, a melody to keep. Whaill wails, the space-time bends, With every note, reality rends, Vhenshun’s gears grind and whir, Inventions new they always spur. Flasque floats, a liquid form, Breaking glass, defying norm, Nitebear groans, in shadows deep, A haunting tune, a melody to keep. ...defying norm, Nitebear groans, in shadows deep, A haunting tune, a melody to keep. 2nd Lyrics: Unstable power, a risky game, But in the Workshop, they’re all the same, Creation born from chaos’ art, A twisted symphony from the start. Pentumbra’s limbs stretch far and wide, Casting shadows, where they hide, Rhysmuth’s cubes with pressure shake, Vibrations that the earth can’t take. In the depths of crystal mines, Where light bends and sound aligns, Ethereals craft their haunting sound, In every note, the Workshop’s found. In the Workshop, shadows creep, Where the elements twist and leap, Synthesized with mind and might, Creating sounds that haunt the night, Ethereal dreams, unstable streams, In the Workshop, nothing’s as it seems... Behold the BeMeebeth’s rise, A quint of chaos, towering high, Plasmic, shadowed, crystalline core, A Mech-born brain that craves for more. From spines of poison, power flows, In the Workshop, nothing’s as it seems... Behold the BeMeebeth’s rise, A quint of chaos, towering high, Plasmic, shadowed, crystalline core, A Mech-born brain that craves for more. From spines of poison, power flows, In this giant, madness grows, The Top Boss of this Workshop’s maze, Its creation leaves us all amazed. In the end, the sounds converge, A quint of chaos, towering high, Plasmic, shadowed, crystalline core, A Mech-born brain that craves for more. From spines of poison, power flows, In this giant, madness grows, The Top Boss of this Workshop’s maze, Its creation leaves us all amazed. In the end, the sounds converge, A symphony where worlds emerge, Zarroë’s vision, strange and bold, In the Workshop, stories told. But still, the Workshop’s work goes on, In shadowed halls, before the dawn, New forms rise, new sounds are born, From chaos, life is ever torn. A place where nothing’s what it seems, Where music weaves through twisted dreams, And in the night, the echoes play, A song that never fades away... In the Workshop, shadows creep, Where the elements twist and leap, Synthesized with mind and might, Creating sounds that haunt the night, Ethereal dreams, unstable streams, In the Workshop, nothing’s as it seems... In the Workshop, shadows creep, Where the elements twist and leap, Synthesized with mind and might, Creating sounds that haunt the night, Ethereal dreams, unstable streams, In the Workshop, nothing’s as it seems... Part 1-0:00 Part 2-6:34 #msm #mysingingmonsters #ai #singingmonster