Stone-Cold Spin (Horror)

horrorcore, horror rap, dark grime, dark rap, dark music, scary rap, scary music, scary clowns, fear

+ Show full styles

Track Title: Gargoyle Merry-Go-Round

[Intro]
(Sound of a distorted, slow-motion calliope organ playing a minor key melody. The rhythmic creak-creak of a rusted carousel turning.)
Yeah... (Evil laughter: Mwah-ha-ha-ha!)
Welcome to the Bizarre Carnival.
Don't mind the greasepaint... it doesn't wash off.
(Whisper: Gargoyle entrapement...)
The planchette is moving on its own, hihihihi

[Verse 1]
Sepia dreams in a wasteland of fog
I’m the beast in the east, the lead under-dog (Heh... fetch!)
Step onto the platform, ignore the chipped paint
Where the sinners are winners and the demons play saint
Look at the gleam of the fiend and tell me what you see
A grin stitched in sin, a nightmare set free
I’m perched on a church with these stone-cold eyes
While the midway is gray under soot-colored skies.

[Chorus]
Round and round on the gargoyle ride
Nowhere to run and there’s nowhere to hide
The greasepaint is cracking, the smile is a lie
We’re spinning in circles ‘til the calliope dies
(Laughs maniacally, pitched down and distorted: HYEE-HEE-HEE-HAAA!)
Yeah, ‘til the calliope dies (cutting)

Round and round on the gargoyle ride
Nowhere to run and there’s nowhere to hide
The greasepaint is cracking, the smile is a lie
We’re spinning in circles ‘til the calliope dies

[Verse 2]
Check the pinstripe trousers, check the dusty top hat
I’m a carnival phantom, tell me where the fun’s at? (I can't find it!)
The horses are monsters with horns and with wings
We’re pulled by the shadows on invisible strings
The air is a snare and the tension is thick
One glance at my dance make grown men sick
I ain't need a red nose to show you the dread
I’ll juggle your struggle while I’m inside your head.

[Bridge]
(Music cuts to just a heavy, distorted 808 kick)
Tick-tock, the carousel locks.
The gate is bolted.
(Sound of wooden board sliding: G-O-O-D-B-Y-E)
The clown is watching.
He’s not laughing with you. (Low growl: He’s laughing at the view...)

[Chorus]
Round and round on the gargoyle ride
Nowhere to run and there’s nowhere to hide
The greasepaint is cracking, the smile is a lie
We’re spinning in circles ‘til the calliope dies.

Round and round on the gargoyle ride
Nowhere to run and there’s nowhere to hide
The greasepaint is cracking, the smile is a lie
We’re spinning in circles ‘til the calliope dies.

Step right up...
But you ain't stepping down.

Round and round on the gargoyle ride
Nowhere to run and there’s nowhere to hide
The greasepaint is cracking, the smile is a lie
We’re spinning in circles ‘til the calliope dies.

[Outro]
(The calliope music slows down further, warping and detuning until it stops on a dissonant note.)
(Evil cackle fades into a deep, distorted whisper)
Who’s next for the eternal spin?
now and Forever.

2746/7500

Track Title: Gargoyle Merry-Go-Round [Intro] (Sound of a distorted, slow-motion calliope organ playing a minor key melody. The rhythmic creak-creak of a rusted carousel turning.) Yeah... (Evil laughter: Mwah-ha-ha-ha!) Welcome to the Bizarre Carnival. Don't mind the greasepaint... it doesn't wash off. (Whisper: Gargoyle entrapement...) The planchette is moving on its own, hihihihi [Verse 1] Sepia dreams in a wasteland of fog I’m the beast in the east, the lead under-dog (Heh... fetch!) Step onto the platform, ignore the chipped paint Where the sinners are winners and the demons play saint Look at the gleam of the fiend and tell me what you see A grin stitched in sin, a nightmare set free I’m perched on a church with these stone-cold eyes While the midway is gray under soot-colored skies. [Chorus] Round and round on the gargoyle ride Nowhere to run and there’s nowhere to hide The greasepaint is cracking, the smile is a lie We’re spinning in circles ‘til the calliope dies (Laughs maniacally, pitched down and distorted: HYEE-HEE-HEE-HAAA!) Yeah, ‘til the calliope dies (cutting) Round and round on the gargoyle ride Nowhere to run and there’s nowhere to hide The greasepaint is cracking, the smile is a lie We’re spinning in circles ‘til the calliope dies [Verse 2] Check the pinstripe trousers, check the dusty top hat I’m a carnival phantom, tell me where the fun’s at? (I can't find it!) The horses are monsters with horns and with wings We’re pulled by the shadows on invisible strings The air is a snare and the tension is thick One glance at my dance make grown men sick I ain't need a red nose to show you the dread I’ll juggle your struggle while I’m inside your head. [Bridge] (Music cuts to just a heavy, distorted 808 kick) Tick-tock, the carousel locks. The gate is bolted. (Sound of wooden board sliding: G-O-O-D-B-Y-E) The clown is watching. He’s not laughing with you. (Low growl: He’s laughing at the view...) [Chorus] Round and round on the gargoyle ride Nowhere to run and there’s nowhere to hide The greasepaint is cracking, the smile is a lie We’re spinning in circles ‘til the calliope dies. Round and round on the gargoyle ride Nowhere to run and there’s nowhere to hide The greasepaint is cracking, the smile is a lie We’re spinning in circles ‘til the calliope dies. Step right up... But you ain't stepping down. Round and round on the gargoyle ride Nowhere to run and there’s nowhere to hide The greasepaint is cracking, the smile is a lie We’re spinning in circles ‘til the calliope dies. [Outro] (The calliope music slows down further, warping and detuning until it stops on a dissonant note.) (Evil cackle fades into a deep, distorted whisper) Who’s next for the eternal spin? now and Forever.

0/500