So sweet
"So Sweet" tells a twisted, grotesque story from the perspective of a monstrous creature made entirely of candy and sugar. This demonic entity roams the shadows, hunting humans not for hatred — but for flavor. To it, people are nothing more than delicious desserts, dripping with sins like gluttony, vanity, and indulgence. In the first verse, the monster praises the humans — not for their virtues, but for how “crunchy, soft, and rotten-sweet” they are. It mocks them with playful, eerie sounds — "mnyam-mnyam!" and "ha-ha-ha!" — describing the pleasure it takes in devouring their pride and flesh like baked treats. The second verse shifts tone, as the monster becomes almost poetic, describing humans as if they're recipes: their hearts as syrup, their bones as brittle sugar. The grotesque culinary imagery blurs the line between horror and humor, revealing that the monster sees their weakness as beauty — and their downfall as dessert. The chorus is simple but sinister, a repetitive chant: “Oh, how sweet you are... Ha-ha-ha... So juicy, so delightful...” — like a haunting nursery rhyme sung by a predator.
"So Sweet" tells a twisted, grotesque story from the perspective of a monstrous creature made entirely of candy and sugar. This demonic entity roams the shadows, hunting humans not for hatred — but for flavor. To it, people are nothing more than delicious desserts, dripping with sins like gluttony, vanity, and indulgence. In the first verse, the monster praises the humans — not for their virtues, but for how “crunchy, soft, and rotten-sweet” they are. It mocks them with playful, eerie sounds — "mnyam-mnyam!" and "ha-ha-ha!" — describing the pleasure it takes in devouring their pride and flesh like baked treats. The second verse shifts tone, as the monster becomes almost poetic, describing humans as if they're recipes: their hearts as syrup, their bones as brittle sugar. The grotesque culinary imagery blurs the line between horror and humor, revealing that the monster sees their weakness as beauty — and their downfall as dessert. The chorus is simple but sinister, a repetitive chant: “Oh, how sweet you are... Ha-ha-ha... So juicy, so delightful...” — like a haunting nursery rhyme sung by a predator.