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Spacecop: Sentinels - The Last Patrol
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When Station Helix fell and thirty thousand died, someone had to answer. The Sentinels last patrol volunteers on a one-way mission to seal a reality breach. This is their transmission.
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I don't confine myself to a single genre. My muse draws from every direction, and I follow where it leads using various AI technologies.
Hello, and thank you for listening. I don't really have a single genre that I aspire to create. It's mainly just what I'm feeling in the moment. My muse draws inspiration from every direction. My musical voyage takes me on journeys both internal and external, journeys whose results I can't always predict. For me, it's truly the journey that matters, not the destination. I let my creativity flow freely, allowing it to guide me where it will. I don't constrain myself to a particular style or genre; instead, I embrace the boundless possibilities of musical expression. Each new piece is an adventure, an opportunity to explore uncharted sonic territory. My aim is not to adhere to any preconceived notions of what my music "should" sound like. Rather, I strive to authentically channel the emotions, ideas, and perspectives that well up within me at any given time. The end result may defy easy categorization, but that's part of the beauty. I'm not beholden to any expectations other than my own artistic vision. So in short, I let my muse be my guide. I follow where it leads, embracing the unpredictable journey of musical creation (via various AI technologies). I hope you'll join me on these voyages, as I never know quite where they might take us. Cheers!
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#112 today
#4 in subgenre
Author
Ward C Locke
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Ward C Locke
Uploaded
January 28, 2026
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MP3 7.3 MB 320 kbps 3:12
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WAV 23.4 MB
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Lyrics and concept by Ward C Locke. Music produced using Suno AI.
Lyrics
Signature: Unknown. Radiation: Red. Tore through every calculation. Rip open the gate. We're the answer. Too late. Omega Protocol: Engaged, Meet the ashes where they fell. We're the answer to their final yell. Light the thrusters! Take the dive! Thirty thousand, their mission survives! We are the Space Cop Sentinels: The Last Patrol! We're the line, we're the line. When the void takes control.
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