died . Nothing was learned . And the future's a tunnel stretching endlessly . Into nothing stumble in the black . And the light at the end is but a treachery . It will blind you and force you back . The
treachery to strike in cloak and dagger, see Candyman. Oh, candyman And all the children, he warns, don't tell those threats are sold. With their guilt and shame they think they're to blame for candyman
things. . A cool missile, yes it's in his smile. With open arms to welcome you. Beware the masked pretender. He always lies, this candyman. Those lips conspire in treachery. To strike in cloak and
things. . A cool missile, yes it's in his smile. With open arms to welcome you. Beware the masked pretender. He always lies, this candyman. Those lips conspire in treachery. To strike in cloak and
Oh I miss the kiss of treachery. The shameless kiss of vanity. The soft and the black and the velvety. Up tight against the side of me And mouth and eyes and heart all bleed. And run in
Crimson autograph is what we leave behind. Everywhere man set foot. War mongers laughing loud behind a painted face. Throwing tidbits to the crowd then blowing up the place Hey Lord don't ask me