Broken Orbit Clown Hunt

[Intro] *(Industrial machinery hums, flickering static. A distant clown horn honks twice. Guitars erupt in dissonant chugs.)* [Verse 1] Flickering diodes, the oxygen’s thin, Tech tunnels coil where the nightmares begin. Steel walls scream as the hydraulics fail, Boots clang closer—iron laughter on my trail. *(Clown horn honks rhythmically, escalating.)* [Chorus] **SCREAMING:** **He’s got a crimson grin and a reactor’s glow!** **Axe trails sparks in the zero-G snow!** **Honk! Honk!** The station’s heart starts to skip— **Run!** The clown’s got a nuclear grip! [Verse 2] Wires snap like veins, my circuits corrode, His boots honk hymns in binary code. “Assistant, assist me!” he giggles, deranged, **I’m just a ghost in this machine, pre-programmed to obey.** *(Feedback wails. A chainsaw guitar riff mirrors honking boots.)* [Bridge] **CLEAN VOCALS (whispered, panicked):** The mainframe’s crying, the airlock’s sealed shut. **SCREAMING:** **His axe splits the servers—B***D IN THE DATA!** *(Clown horn blares, warped by distortion.)* [Breakdown] **GUTTURAL SCREAMS:** **HONK! HONK! HONK!** **The walls are his circus, the void’s his encore!** **Spinning in orbit—NO ESCAPE FROM THE CLOWN!** *(Drum blasts mimic axe strikes. Guitars spiral into chaos.)* [Outro] *(Machinery grinds to a halt. A single, warped honk echoes. Static fades.)*