ACE-Step v1.5 Turbo

{
  "taskType": "audioInference",
  "taskUUID": "1fb9d7c1-3e77-4a45-ba28-4c52c84fbe5b",
  "model": "runware:ace-step@v1.5-turbo",
  "positivePrompt": "A country dark rock song with gritty electric guitar, hollow-body twang, stomping drums, rumbling bass, and a haunted roadside atmosphere. Male baritone lead vocal, raw and weathered, emotionally restrained but intense. Cinematic American desert noir feeling, tense and rugged, with a strong chorus and memorable hook. Modern polished mix with analog grit.",
  "negativePrompt": "upbeat pop, dance groove, EDM synth drops, glossy radio pop, cheerful mood, orchestral score, rap verses, comedy tone, soft acoustic ballad, choir-heavy arrangement",
  "duration": 78,
  "seed": 78549,
  "steps": 10,
  "CFGScale": 8,
  "settings": {
    "bpm": 96,
    "guidanceType": "apg",
    "keyScale": "D minor",
    "timeSignature": 4,
    "vocalLanguage": "en",
    "lyrics": "[Verse 1]\nWhite line fading under broken tires\nStatic in the dash and a field of wires\nSheriff lights sleeping far behind\nBad luck riding with a one-track mind\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nEvery mile pulls the truth a little near\nI can taste the smoke, I can smell the fear\n\n[Chorus]\nThere’s a black sun hanging over county line\nBurning through the dust, cutting through my mind\nIf I go down, let the engine whine\nLike a last prayer drawn in crooked pine\nBlack sun, black sun\nI’ve been running but it still comes on\n\n[Verse 2]\nNeon from the motel shakes in red\nGhosts in the mirror and a price on my head\nBoot heel rhythm on a splintered floor\nI hear my name like a slammed screen door\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nEvery mile pulls the truth a little near\nI can taste the smoke, I can smell the fear\n\n[Chorus]\nThere’s a black sun hanging over county line\nBurning through the dust, cutting through my mind\nIf I go down, let the engine whine\nLike a last prayer drawn in crooked pine\nBlack sun, black sun\nI’ve been running but it still comes on\n\n[Bridge]\nNo saints in the gravel, no map in my hand\nJust a dead AM station and a one-night band\nIf mercy was coming, it missed my road\nSo I sing to the dark with a heart of coal\n\n[Final Chorus]\nThere’s a black sun hanging over county line\nBurning through the dust, cutting through my mind\nIf I go down, let the engine whine\nLike a last prayer drawn in crooked pine\nBlack sun, black sun\nI quit running when the dawn stayed gone"
  }
}