Project Alpha

Wonderland

Life is a story full of madness,

So tell me, who's the villain in yours?

And what about the awful sadness,

Who will give you its cure?

You mingle about your life,

While holding the Devil's hands,

Carrying with you nothing but strife,

While travelling across the undiscovered lands.

But you suppress your sadness,

With the echoes of Lucifer's laugh,

And his excessive madness,

Which cuts your emotions into half

The Devil becomes your guide,

Through this dreamlike fantasy,

And as the monster inside you slowly died,

It gave way to insanity.

You follow death's melody,

And as your senses become dull,

Your madness becomes death's penalty,

The possessive death's skull.

So, tell me are you scared of the monsters outside?

Or the ones that haunt you more,

The monsters breathing inside,

Whom you can't stand anymore?

You follow the rabbit, the demon down the hole,

To reach a place full of malice,

But my dear, this isn't wonderland at all,

And you are not Alice.