The Candyman Downgrade

Alone in the dark, where faces fade Alone in the dark, where nightmares are made Alone in the dark, where minds are decayed Alone in the dark, where life seems like a charade In the darkness where pushers greet many with grenades In the darkness sickness from true reality is homemade In the darkness captives start to invade In the darkness the candy man will invade if unpaid Dawn is reputed by dusk as the dreaded dealer starts to pursued The 20th century abusers start a 21st century brigade The pusher’s demons are less fine tunes and catch a downgrade Past abusers are treated with a millennial upgrade Darkness is abandoned as spirituality is portrayed Darkness spills over the numbing masquerade Darkness plummets as abstinence is weighed Darkness is now wandering as illumination starts to raid Welcome to the handmade delayed drug trade Welcome to the aggressive drug seeking fade Welcome to the sober aid 21st century crusade Welcome to all the unafraid to the revolutionary serenade