

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] White paint cracking on his face Rust-red smile carved too wide He says grace in gasoline Tips the altar Lights the sky Tents of canvas Teeth and rope Laugh-track echo in the dark Handbell ringing Eyes all closed Every giggle leaves a mark [Chorus] Murder Clowns and cults We drink the fear you bleed Hands up Join the joke Kiss the blade Repeat Murder Clowns and cults Wear the mask Believe If you’re scared to live You’re perfect for the creed (hey!) [Verse 2] Circle drawn in circus chalk Finger bones in paper cups They chant hymns in helium Voices climbing Choking up Ticket stub is branded skin You got in You can’t get out Choir made of painted mouths Turn your praying into shouts [Chorus] Murder Clowns and cults We drink the fear you bleed Hands up Join the joke Kiss the blade Repeat Murder Clowns and cults Wear the mask Believe If you’re scared to live You’re perfect for the creed [Bridge] Red balloons along the aisle Float like bodies in the flood He says “one more little smile” While the sawdust drinks your blood (woah) [Chorus] Murder Clowns and cults We drink the fear you bleed Hands up Join the joke Kiss the blade Repeat Murder Clowns and cults Wear the mask Believe If you’re scared to live You’re perfect for the creed
Tags
metal, Chaotic modern metal with dissonant riffs, double-kick bursts, and snarling male vocals; verses stomp in a mid-tempo chug that suddenly drops into half-time menace, while the chorus sprints into tremolo-picked guitars and gang shouts. Bridge erupts into a syncopated breakdown with eerie music-box lead over palm-muted crunch, then everything slams back into the hook with layered screams and a final sustained chord hanging in reverb.
2:59
No
2/21/2026