Blood Moon

[Intro – low distorted preacher voice, slowing down]  
Red in the sky… he already here  
Ain’t no holy water gon’ wash this year  

[Chorus – main vocal + layered pitched-down echoes]  
Blood moon blood moon, hangin’ low and red  
Blood moon blood moon, paint the block in dread  
Mama prayed once, now the sky lookin’ dead  
I been sleepwalkin’ with the reaper in my bed  
Blood moon blood moon, poundin’ in my chest  
Blood moon blood moon, 808s confess  
Sold my soul at 17, kept the receipt, no stress  
Now the moonlight taste like copper and cigarettes  

[Post-Chorus chant – very low, almost whispered, stacking vocals]  
Blood moon… blood moon…  
Blood moon… blood moon…  
(what’s good?)  

[Verse 1 – same as before, keep the flow tight]  
Chrome on my hip like a cold ex  
Ghost in the rearview, still got neck tats  
Mama said “boy you gon’ end up a statistic”  
I said cool, long as the casket match the fit bitch  
Shadows doin’ rituals inside my eyelids  
Demons DM me at 3:47, silent  
Pills in the sink look like cursed dice  
Roll ’em anyway, pray I see the sunrise  
Mirror talkin’ back in a voice that ain’t mine  
Sayin’ “you already dead… just takin’ your time”  

[Chorus – even heavier this time, add ad-libs]  
Blood moon blood moon, hangin’ low and red (red, red)  
Blood moon blood moon, paint the block in dread (dread, dread)  
Mama prayed once, now the angels fled (they gone)  
I been sleepwalkin’ with a blade to my head (slice)  
Blood moon blood moon, poundin’ in my chest (boom)  
Blood moon blood moon, 808s confess (skrrt)  
Sold my soul at 17, kept the receipt, no stress  
Moonlight taste like copper… and cigarettes  

[Verse 2 – unchanged for now, unless you want tweaks]  
Cross on my chain but the chain feelin’ haunted  
Jesus piece dancin’ while my conscience gettin’ taunted  
Every “I love you” came with exit wounds  
Every best friend turned into a costume  
Red dot on my temple like a third eye opened  
Devil wearin’ Air Force 1s, quietly approachin’  
Said he like my catalog, wanna buy the masters  
I told him keep the money, just don’t film my last dance  

[Bridge – pitched way down, growling]  
When the moon turn copper  
Every promise turn copper  
Every heartbeat… copper  
Blood moon… blood moon…  

[Final Chorus – full distortion, layered chants overlapping]  
Blood moon blood moon (blood moon)  
Hangin’ low and red (blood moon)  
Blood moon blood moon (blood moon)  
Paint the block in dread (what’s good?)  
Blood moon blood moon (can’t run)  
Poundin’ in my chest (it’s done)  
Sold my soul at 17 (no trade-backs)  
Moonlight taste like copper… cigarettes… and blood  

[Outro – fading bells + reversed laugh + final whisper]  
Blood moon… blood moon…  
…he already here  
…tell ’em I said what’s good  

Dark Trap, Phonk, Industrial Horrorcore, Occult Drill, Witch House, Demonic Hyperpop, Gothic Pluggnb, Sinister Emo Rap