Verse 1 The miners were striking at Lunadyne’s core, corporate pressure building behind every door. Mercenaries moved in with orders to break the line that the workers refused to forsake. The sheriff walked the corridors with one thing in view — keep every last person breathing when the violence came through. The bartender stayed put behind his scarred wooden bar, “I’m not leaving this station — this is where I are.” Chorus This is the Lunadyne Incident, where the strike turned to fire and the cold don’t relent. Sheriff holding the line so the living stay living, prospector and bartender with the plan they were giving. Radiators waiting in the thermal control, turn up the heat and we might just outlast the whole. The incident’s raging but the goal is the breath — keep everyone alive till there’s nothing left. Verse 2 The prospector leaned close with the quiet, sharp plan, “Sheriff, we mess with the radiators — make them understand. Turn up the heat till the systems start to scream, give the mercenaries something hotter than their dream.” The bartender nodded but he never moved from his place, pouring steady while the habitat strained in its space. The sheriff looked out at the lines being drawn, “We don’t pick the sides — we just keep them all warm.” Bridge In the low-g corridors the temperature climbed, radiators redirected through the careful rewired lines. The sudden heat wave rolled through the strike zone like a wave, mercenaries hesitated while the miners held brave. The bartender’s bar stayed the calm in the eye, a pocket of ground where the desperate could try. The vacuum outside didn’t care who would win or who’d fall, but inside they were turning the heat to save them all. Chorus This is the Lunadyne Incident… where the strike turned to fire and the cold don’t relent… Outro So here’s to the sheriff who refused to let go, to the prospector who knew how the heat needed to flow, and the bartender who stayed when the whole place could break — they kept the air moving and they gave the strike its stake. Under the Moon where the regolith remembers the scar, the Lunadyne Incident ended right there at the bar. Final Tag (sheriff’s quiet line, almost spoken over the last chord) Keep them breathing… that’s the only line that matters.
