[Intro – Soundscape] (low industrial hum, distant mechanical grinding, distorted children laughing) tick... tick... tick... welcome... [Verse 1] Golden tickets in poisoned bars Ten little lambs from near and far A date was set, the gates grew wide But what they saw, should never survive He wore dead skin, stitched too tight One eye blue, one bleeding light His mouth too wide, his voice a drone He said: “I am Wonka. This is my home.” [Chorus] In the factory, screams are candy-coated Machines hum sweet, but souls are bloated Room by room, they disappear Willy Wonka feeds on fear Throne of sugar, throne of bone Built from flesh he calls his own Welcome back to the zone Of the Candy God with a voice of chrome [Verse 2] Chocolate rivers that whisper lies Gummy hands with hollow eyes Walls made of skin, floors that groan Each step deeper you're alone Spirits flicker in cotton mist Each child's fate sealed with a twist They vanish slow, entranced, unseen Consumed by Wonka’s machine [Bridge – Spoken, robotic whispering] "They thought it sweet... they thought it safe... Now they are ingredients." (screams in background) "He laughs... like a child possessed." [Chorus – Refrain + Heavier Instrumentation] Throne of sugar, throne of bone Every scream a milestone He carves his meals in silent tones Willy Wonka eats alone Ten went in, none came back Wrapped in shadows, lost in black Adults weep in hollow trance Left behind by circumstance [Outro – Choirs & Glitches] Mechanical whirring intensifies "Let them taste the final treat..." "Meat is candy. Candy is meat." (Laughter morphs. Fade to silence.)
