

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Candy on the counter smile like a crack in glass Dripping red sugar on the floor (come closer… just a little more) [Verse 1] Heard a laugh in the lollipop fog Baron Bonbon stalks in the smog Powder on his gloves, stain on his teeth Gift-wrapped grief in a box so sweet Peppermint smoke in the air, it stings Jawbreak eyes, see everything Hearts get heavy as the taffy pulls Once you taste that treat, he’s full [Chorus] Welcome to Candy Land carnage Where the wrappers hide the damage Baron got a bite so charming Sweet on the tongue, then starving They thought it was a game, now they’re praying Chewing on fear, what he’s craving Every pretty piece on the platter Sugar on your lips, bones on the ladder (yeah) [Verse 2] Mr. Mint in the peppermint grove Whistles once, that’s the code “Got a fresh batch walking the path” Licorice leash, wrapping ‘round fast Gumdrop trail, lead ‘em straight to the gate Chocolate smile, say it’s fate Carousel spins, can’t step off Cotton candy clouds turn cough [Chorus] Welcome to Candy Land carnage Where the wrappers hide the damage Baron got a bite so charming Sweet on the tongue, then starving They thought it was a game, now they’re praying Chewing on fear, what he’s craving Every pretty piece on the platter Sugar on your lips, bones on the ladder (oh) [Bridge] They whisper his name when the lights drip low “Don’t take a treat, don’t let it show” But hunger talks louder than fear in the chest One small bite, he’ll do the rest (shh) Candy cane cross for the ones that stayed Marshmallow graves in the fudge arcade Mr. Mint calls, and the Baron obeys “Time to feed” on the lost and strayed [Chorus] Welcome to Candy Land carnage Where the wrappers hide the damage Baron got a bite so charming Sweet on the tongue, then starving They thought it was a game, now they’re praying Chewing on fear, what he’s craving Every pretty piece on the platter Sugar on your lips, bones on the ladder (Baron…)
Tags
rap, Dark cinematic trap with distorted 808s, skittering hi-hats, and eerie bell plucks; male vocals half-whispered, half-growled. Verses ride a tense, minimal groove; chorus explodes with layered, pitch-shifted hooks and haunting choirs. Occasional pitched-down ad-libs and reverse FX create a nightmare carnival atmosphere., male vocals
2:18
No
3/25/2026