CREAM (Circus of the Damned)

(Intro)

(Distorted mechanical shriek + Heavy, distorted 808 sub-bass)

(Slower, rhythmic, Spanish-style nylon guitar strumming, heavily bit-crushed)

B-B-Boy...She won't even l-l-look

Unless you're driving that f-f-food truck.(Digital feedback loop)(Shh.)

(Verse 1 - 150 BPM, Dark Trap / Glitch)(Latin Percussion starts: Rapid, syncopated shaker and guiro pattern)

Stalking the h-h-hot concrete, stomach vibrating

Pressure building under a dying sun

Looking for a flavor, looking for a k-k-kill

A neon hallucination in the h-h-haze

(Drums kick in: Heavy trap kick, frantic, rattling snare)

Suddenly the s-signal breaks, bells screaming

Static colors bl-bl-bleeding down the block

Licking her lips, she n-n-needs the rush

Driven by the p-p-pulse of the tires.

(Chorus - Sad-Pop / Heavy Glitch Dubstep)(Melody: High-pitched, creepy carnival music box synth)

The b-b-bells are calling her name

She's addicted to the g-g-game

(Drop: Brutal distorted growls / Bit-crushed bass / Latin Bassline)

(The bassline becomes a rhythmic, stuttering Latin dembow pattern, but with extreme, distorted, and heavily glitched-out, screeching, metallic synths)

Sugar m-m-magic, frozen in a nightmare

Waiting on the m-m-man for the cream

(Digital glitch: cr-cr-cr-cream)

Drip, d-drip... sliding down

A piece of paradise she f-f-found.

(Sound effect: Metal twisting)

(Shh)

(Verse 2 - Cold, rapid delivery)

(Bass drops out, leaving only a dark ambient drone and the Spanish guitar, then drums kick in fast)

Shoulders on the l-l-ledge, staring at the plastic

Eyes scanning the m-m-menu like a ghost

"Tell me your n-n-name, give me the special..

The one that isn't for anyone else...

He grabs the w-w-wafer, a custom-built void

Heavy weight in a t-t-toasted cone

Handing over treasure, a secret inside

A fever dream she can't even h-h-hide.

(Bridge - Half-time, Horror-carnival atmosphere)

(Tempo feels halved. Heavy, distorted 808s drag. The melody is a slow, out-of-tune carousel organ)

Roasted n-n-nuts on top

Black f-f-fudge in the center

(Slow, heavy bass thuds)

L-l-losing her mind

Leaving the w-w-world behind

(Glitch: d-d-d-d-drip)

Melting on her ch-ch-chin

Total surrender.

(Chorus - Maximum Chaos / Hybrid Trap)(Back to 150 BPM. All elements combined: Carnival melody, Latin percussion, Glitch effects)

The b-b-bells are calling her name

She's addicted to the g-g-game

(Drop: Aggressive industrial synths / Carnival melody from hell / Latin Drum Breakdown)(The drop hits with a distorted, driving Latin reggaeton-style drum beat merged with a screeching, melodic synth line)

Sugar m-m-magic, frozen in a nightmare

Waiting on the m-m-man for the cream

Drip, d-drip... sliding down

A p-p-piece of paradise she f-f-found.

(Outro - Low-fi, crumbling audio)

(Everything cuts out except for a slow, detuned, haunting circus organ melody)

Wipes it off and g-g-grins...A hollow, empty grin.

(Sound of static)

(D-d-drip... drip...)Man... you r-r-really shoulda got a food truck.(Mechanical snap/shutters closing)(Shh)