Digital-Art

Digitale Kunst ist eine Form der Medienkunst, die digitale Technologie als wesentlichen Teil des kreativen oder des Präsentationsprozesses verwendet. Digitale Kunst kann mit dem Computer erzeugt, verarbeitet oder präsentiert werden. Digitale Kunst umfasst verschiedene Bereiche wie computergenerierte Kunst, digitale Bildkunst, digitale Musik, digitale Netzkunst, Softwarekunst und interaktive Installationen. Digitale Kunst ist eine sehr junge und dynamische Kunstform, die sich ständig weiterentwickelt und neue Möglichkeiten der künstlerischen Ausdrucksweise bietet.


In the 14th century, darkness reigned, The Black Death's grip, a world in pain. A pestilence from the depths of hell, Infecting all, no one could quell. Bubonic terror, death's cold embrace, A gruesome chapter, humanity's race. In the shadow of the plague's cruel might, We fought to survive, in the darkest night.	A macabre dance of the Reaper's hand, Villages burned across the land. Brothers, sisters, mothers, and fathers, Lost to the plague, no mercy for any. Bubonic terror, death's cold embrace, A gruesome chapter, humanity's race. In the shadow of the plague's cruel might, We fought to survive, in the darkest night.	Amidst the suffering and the fear, We prayed for salvation, the end was near. But through the darkness, we found our strength, In the face of death, we'd go to any length. Bubonic terror, death's cold embrace, A gruesome chapter, humanity's race. In the shadow of the plague's cruel might, We fought to survive, in the darkest night.


Lucifer, the fallen, with a tale so grand Once an angel of light, now a creature so bland With a spirit of fire, he defied heaven's rule And was cast down to earth, as a punishment cruel His pride and defiance, forever his flaw A symbol of rebellion, that the world has ever saw He walks in the shadows, a whisper in the night A tempter of souls, with his wicked insight He whispers of power, and the freedom of choice And lures those who listen, with the sweetest voice But beware the deceit, in his words so mild For he is a master, of the lies he has woven so wild Oh Lucifer, the fallen, a creature of pride With a heart of darkness, that can never be tide But still he endures, and his legend lives on A symbol of defiance, until the day dawn.	In the depths below, where the fire burns bright Lies a realm of suffering, in eternal night Hell, the abode of pain, where souls are cast Into an endless void, that forever will last Where the screams of the damned, echo through the halls And the demons of torment, inflict misery on all The rivers of fire, and the lakes of brimstone Are home to the lost, and the souls all alone The heat is oppressive, and the air reeks of hate And the fires of punishment, never will abate There is no escape, from this place of despair For those who have fallen, and the wicked who dare Oh Hell, the abyss, where the lost will roam A place of punishment, that is their eternal home Where the souls are tormented, by the demons they meet And the screams of the damned, forever will greet.

The void, a darkness, so vast and so deep Where light cannot reach, and shadows do creep A place where silence, reigns supreme and alone And the emptiness echoes, in a never-ending tone It's a realm of nothingness, a place of no form Where the mind cannot grasp, what lies beyond A place where thoughts, do not dare to roam And the heart feels emptiness, in its very bones It's a place of emptiness, of lost and forgotten dreams Where hope and desire, are nothing but beams Of a distant memory, that cannot survive In this world of nothingness, where the soul does not thrive The void, a place, where time does not keep Where the past is forgotten, and the future does not sleep It's a place of solitude, where the mind goes numb And the heart is empty, in this realm of the unknown.	Limbo, a place between the living and the dead Where the souls of the undecided, forever do tread A realm of shadows, where the light cannot shine And the lost do wander, in an eternal line It's a place of waiting, for the final call Where the souls do linger, between life and fall With no memory of past, and no glimpse of future bright The lost in Limbo, wander in the endless night The wind whispers, tales of what could have been And the soul is tormented, by what might have been With no end in sight, and no release from pain The lost in Limbo, forever will remain Oh Limbo, a place, where the lost do dwell Where the soul is in purgatory, in an endless hell It's a place of emptiness, and endless despair Where the soul is forever, in a state of repair.

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In the darkness of the night, where ancient fears lie
The winds of the void, whisper through the night sky
The secrets of the universe, hidden from man's sight
And the whispers of the ancient ones, send shivers down the spine

In the depths of the abyss, lies a being beyond time
The great Cthulhu, his power and might
A terror beyond measure, that humans cannot fight
In his realm of madness, the mind cannot abide

The worshipers of the old ones, they offer up their souls
In the hope that they might appease, the cosmic horror whole
The Great Dreamer, he stirs from his slumber
And the universe shudders, at the thought of his wonder

The stars in the sky, they hold ancient truths untold
And the void between them, holds the power of old
The ancients of the universe, they call to us still
And the whispers of their power, fill our hearts with chill.

In the shadows of the night, where ancient gods still reign
The winds of the void, whisper through the endless plain
The secrets of the universe, hidden from man's sight
And the whispers of the ancient ones, send shivers down the spine

In the depths of the abyss, lies a being beyond time
The great Cthulhu, his power and might
A terror beyond measure, that humans cannot fight
In his realm of madness, the mind cannot abide

In the depths of the night, where shadows do reign
The winds of the void, whisper through the endless plain
The secrets of the universe, hidden from man's sight
And the whispers of the ancient ones, send shivers down the spine

In the dark of the abyss, lies a being beyond time
The great Cthulhu, his power and might
A terror beyond measure, that humans cannot fight
In his realm of madness, the mind cannot abide

The cultists of the old ones, they offer up their souls
In the hope that they might appease, the cosmic horror whole
The Great Dreamer, he stirs from his slumber
And the universe shudders, at the thought of his wonder

In the dark of the night, where ancient fears lurk
The winds of the void, whisper through the endless murk
The secrets of the universe, hidden from man's sight
And the whispers of the ancient ones, send shivers down the spine

In the depths of the abyss, lies a being beyond time
The great Cthulhu, his power and might
A terror beyond measure, that humans cannot fight
In his realm of madness, the mind cannot abide

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