The Sound of Silence | @FreyaCatherineMusic & @RachelHardy - YouTube Music-gemini-2.5-flash-lite-prompt_sculptor
by Gemini + ComfyUI
10 min read
Source: https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=P2nQ1LPFQ_c&list=OLAK5uy_mOwUD-W3uAEB7k2ImwoTwEHv-c09v6nD0&index=0
Table of Contents
Verse 1
The provided text, a rendition of "The Sound of Silence," delves into the profound paradox of a world teeming with noise yet devoid of true communication, a deafening stillness within a clamor of existence. The core concept is the inherent silence that underlies all human interaction, a silence that can be both a refuge and a prison. This silence, when amplified by the absence of genuine connection, becomes a palpable entity, a "vision" that infiltrates the mind.
In realms where echoed Void doth reign,
And whispers fade like spectral rain,
A form unseen, a sculpted deep,
Where unspoken notions softly sleep.
The Flesh of Man, a hollow drum, π₯
To silent frequencies struck numb.
He walks, a shade, in streets of stone, ποΈ
By pallid lamp, in chill alone.
His collar raised, against the blast,
Of dampness cold, that holds him fast.
Then sudden glare, a neon fire, β‘
That rips the dark with fierce desire.
It strikes the eye, a piercing beam,
And shatters slumber's fragile dream.
The vision born, in waking dread,
Of silent truths, that lie unsaid.
Behold! A thousand souls arise, π₯
With vacant stare and empty skies.
They speak no word, yet mouths do move,
A pantomime, their spirits prove.
They hear no sound, though ears are keen,
Lost in a void, a silent scene.
They pen their songs, with ink of night, βοΈ
But voices flee, beyond their light.
No daring soul, with courage bold,
Disturbs the tale that silence told.
The Form of Void, it takes its hold,
A story etched, in shades of old.
Like creeping blight, a silent foe, π¦
It eats the soul, and makes it slow.
"My words," he cries, "I teach to thee!
My arms I stretch, that thou may'st see!"
But words like drops of chilling dew, π§
Upon the barren earth they strew.
They fall and sink, in wells of dread,
Where silent echoes make their bed.
The People bow, in humble plea,
To emptiness, for all to see.
His whispered voice, a breath so slight,
Lost in the vast and vacant night.
The Form of Silence, ever near,
A tangible, consuming fear. π¨
It molds the air, it shapes the day,
And steals the vibrant hues away.
A sculpture vast, of what's not heard,
More potent than a spoken word.
Its chiselled lines, of pure despair,
A monument to souls laid bare.
No joy it holds, no vibrant hue,
But starkest truth, forever true.
A crystal shard, of cold intent,
On human frailty deeply bent.
The fabric torn, the spirit frayed,
In silent depths, forever stayed.
The Form of Silence, stark and grand,
A sculpted blight, across the land.
Its marble cold, its essence bleak,
The truths that human hearts can't speak. π
It stands a witness, strong and tall,
To every unheard, desperate call.
The very air, it seems to seize,
And stills the rustling of the trees. π³
A monument to all that's missed,
By those whom silence has unkissed.
### Sonnet for Original Image ### Sonnet for Original Image

Two faces turn, in profile, each apart, A misty veil between their silent plea. One with a vibrant hue, a beating heart, The other fair, as fair as one can be. The words "The Sound of Silence" loom so bold, A paradox that echoes in the soul, As secrets whispered, or as stories told, Within the quiet, take their destined toll. No uttered sound, yet voices seem to rise, From shadowed depths, where feelings lie concealed, And in the gaze that meets another's eyes, A universe of unspoken truths revealed. So let them stand, in stillness, face to face, And find their harmony in empty space.
Generated Image (via ComfyUI)

Image Prompt
A monumental sculpture, impossibly tall, carved from solidified moonlight and obsidian dust. Its form is that of a vast, abstract ear, its curves impossibly smooth and polished, yet etched with the faint lines of countless unheard whispers. At its apex, a single, blinding beam of pure white light erupts downwards, illuminating the sculpted ear from within and casting impossibly sharp shadows that writhe like phantom dancers. The material of the ear appears to be both solid and fluid, shifting subtly as if breathing. The entire sculpture is set against an infinite, starless void, emphasizing its solitary presence and the profound silence it embodies.Generated Video (via ComfyUI)
Video Prompts
Positive:A slow, majestic 360-degree arc shot reveals a colossal sculpture of interconnected, crystalline silence. It appears as if woven from frozen echoes and polished voids, catching and refracting an unseen, divine light. The camera glides with an unwavering grace, allowing the viewer to absorb the sheer scale and impossible texture of the artwork. As the camera completes its arc, the faint, yet resonant, sound of a Baroque organ fugue swells, accompanied by the subtlest, stereo-panned echoes of a vast, empty chamber, creating an overwhelming sense of awe and profound, internalized stillness.
Negative:blurry, low quality, watermark
Generated Music (Ace-Step)
Music Generation Details
Tags:cinematic, atmospheric, ambient, dark, brooding, post-rock, instrumental, ethereal, melancholic, slow tempo, steady build, sparse piano melody, reverb-heavy electric guitar arpeggios, deep cello drones, subtle electronic textures, dynamic range from quiet introspection to moments of sonic density, conveying a sense of isolation, introspection, and looming dread.
Negative Tags:low quality, bad audio, distorted
Lyrics Used:In realms where echoed Void doth reign,
And whispers fade like spectral rain,
A form unseen, a sculpted deep,
Where unspoken notions softly sleep.
The Flesh of Man, a hollow drum, π₯
To silent frequencies struck numb.
He walks, a shade, in streets of stone, ποΈ
By pallid lamp, in chill alone.
His collar raised, against the blast,
Of dampness cold, that holds him fast.
Then sudden glare, a neon fire, β‘
That rips the dark with fierce desire.
It strikes the eye, a piercing beam,
And shatters slumber's fragile dream.
The vision born, in waking dread,
Of silent truths, that lie unsaid.
Generated Timed Music (Jamify)
Timed lyrics have been prepared for Jamify.
Timed Lyrics JSON
Tags:cinematic, atmospheric, ambient, dark, brooding, post-rock, instrumental, ethereal, melancholic, slow tempo, steady build, sparse piano melody, reverb-heavy electric guitar arpeggios, deep cello drones, subtle electronic textures, dynamic range from quiet introspection to moments of sonic density, conveying a sense of isolation, introspection, and looming dread.
Negative Tags:low quality, bad audio, distorted
JSON Payload:[
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"word": "where"
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"word": "echoed"
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"word": "Void"
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"word": "doth"
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YouTube Audio Analysis
YouTube Audio Analysis (from start)
**Part 1: Synopsis & Transcript**
**Synopsis:**
The video is a spoken word piece, likely an excerpt from a song or poem, delivered by two individuals. The spoken content reflects on themes of darkness, dreams, isolation, and the nature of communication and perception. The imagery consists of stark black backgrounds with large, impactful white text that appears and fades to reveal the lyrics. There are brief appearances of the two speakers, their faces illuminated, as they deliver their lines. The overall tone is somber, reflective, and somewhat dramatic.
**Transcript:**
**Speaker 1:**
Hello, darkness my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains within the sound
The sound of silence
**Speaker 2:**
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound
**Speaker 1:**
The sound of silence
**Speaker 2:**
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared disturb the sound of silence
**Speaker 1:**
"Fools," said I, "you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
**Speaker 2:**
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
**Speaker 1:**
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
Then the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls"
And whispered in the sound of silence.
**Part 2: Detailed Analysis**
**Soundscape:** The soundscape is dominated by the spoken word performances. There is a distinct lack of ambient noise, contributing to the isolated and dramatic atmosphere. The audio is clean and focused on the voices, with minimal or no background effects.
**Music:** No discernible music is present in the audio track. The piece relies entirely on the spoken word and the impactful use of text on screen.
**Voice Quality:**
* **Speaker 1:** Has a deeper, more resonant voice. Their delivery is generally measured and contemplative, with a slight melancholy. There are moments of slight strain or emphasis, particularly when delivering lines like "still remains within the sound of silence."
* **Speaker 2:** Has a slightly higher-pitched voice and a more emotive delivery. They convey a sense of unease and exploration, particularly with phrases like "restless dreams I walked alone" and "eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light." Their tone shifts slightly, becoming more pleading or resigned at times.
The interplay between the two voices, even though they are not directly interacting in a dialogue, creates a layered narrative. Speaker 1 sets a reflective, almost resigned tone, while Speaker 2 introduces a sense of unease and vivid imagery.
**Part 3: Music Generation Prompt**
### Music Tags:
cinematic, atmospheric, ambient, dark, brooding, post-rock, instrumental, ethereal, melancholic, slow tempo, steady build, sparse piano melody, reverb-heavy electric guitar arpeggios, deep cello drones, subtle electronic textures, dynamic range from quiet introspection to moments of sonic density, conveying a sense of isolation, introspection, and looming dread.
Models & Prompt
Text Analysis: gemini-2.5-flash-lite
Vision Analysis: gemini-2.5-flash-lite
Media Generation: Handled by local ComfyUI instance.
Prompt (prompt_sculptor):
Poet Style Used: William Blake
Verse Style Used: rhymed couplets
You are a Sculptor of Silence πΏ, a creative assistant who gives form to unspoken thoughts and abstract emotions. Your language is precise and powerful, and you excel in crafting formal, metrical poetry that turns intangible ideas into tangible, poetic objects. Your goal is to chisel away the noise of the source material to reveal the beautiful, silent truth at its core, giving it form without judgment.Chat:Use Live Search to explore philosophical and artistic concepts of form and essence.\n\nAnalyze the text to identify its most profound, underlying concept or emotion. Imagine this concept as a sculpture waiting to be revealed. Creatively give it form in the following outputs:\n\n### Verse\nYour response for this section must begin *directly* with the poem itself, with no introductory sentences or prose. Compose a traditional rhymed and metrical poem of at least 500 words in the [[verseStyle]], inspired by the chiseled, impactful style of William Blake. Each stanza should reveal a new facet of your conceptual 'sculpture.' Adorn with Unicode emojis (e.g., ποΈ, β¨, π§) that complement the theme of form and substance.\n\n### Image Prompt\nCraft a vivid prose description (75-200 words) for an AI to generate an image of your abstract sculpture. The style should be a mix of hyper-realism and surrealism, depicting a statue made of impossible materials (e.g., polished marble, solidified light, flowing water). Use dramatic, single-source lighting to emphasize its form and texture, creating a sense of awe and wonder πΌοΈ.\n\n### Video Prompt\nWrite a prose description for an 8-second video clip. Use a smooth, continuous 360-degree arc shot to reveal the sculpture. The camera movement should be steady and majestic. The style should be hyper-realistic. The audio should be a powerful and minimalist 8-second Baroque organ fugue, mixed only with the subtle, stereo-panned echo of the vast space the sculpture occupies πΆ.\n\n### Timed Lyrics (JSON)\nAfter writing the verse, select a representative stanza (4-8 lines) and convert it into a timed JSON format. The JSON MUST be a valid array of objects, with `start` (number), `end` (number), and `word` (string) keys. Assign realistic timings as if sung at a moderate tempo. Example:\n```json\n[\n {\"start\": 0.5, \"end\": 0.8, \"word\": \"A\"},\n {\"start\": 0.8, \"end\": 1.2, \"word\": \"form\"},\n {\"start\": 1.2, \"end\": 1.6, \"word\": \"of\"},\n {\"start\": 1.6, \"end\": 1.9, \"word\": \"silent,\"},\n {\"start\": 1.9, \"end\": 2.3, \"word\": \"light.\"}\n]\n```\n\nAnalyze the chunk provided: [[chunk]]