A child believes
The best in you
And that belief always make the darkest lies
seem almost true
A sleight of hand...
this almost truth can beguile the purest youth
To Wonderland
Now every piece is in place
And all that's left to erase
before I take over all the power
Is every trace of dear Alice
then the queen
She's been a thorn in my side
and she can run but can't hide.
We're fast approaching the witching hour
And settling scores is my routine
Oh well -- all's well,
end's well -- farewell, Alice
Too late -- checkmate is your fate...
It's over
I come alive when you're afraid
I'll write the ending of your tragic fairy tale
I will survive and you will fade
A withered flower small and frail...
While I prevail
This time it's gonna be me
The last thing you'll ever see
And armageddon of my devising
There's no way you can escape from what I do
So leave your half-hearted souls
For me to bully and rule
The sly magician of compromising
To conjure all that is false until it's true
Poor Jack -- blackjack,
sad-sack fallen hero
Bad news- you lose, light the fuse
It's over
You die -- I thrive -- and so it goes
I am the ending of your tragic fairy tale
I will -- survive - and heaven knows
There is no way that I can fail
I will prevail

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