Sing the songs that drive us mad and make us thirst.
Pluck the roses from our chest of which they burst.
Steal our eyes so they shall not wonder from you.
In this world, insanity is the only thing that rings true.
Behind their masks, they’re monsters waiting to attack.
Lick their lips in ambition for when we turn our back.

Silent and simple, a whisper metallic
diligent and lustful, crimson and acrylic.

Dance on, my fair Alice dear. Oh how we love to see you.
Fall into our open arms, oh how we love to hold you.
Hear their sweet silver voices call to you.
Dance on, my fair Alice dear. Oh how we love to see you.

How can I grant your wish when your heart is closed to me?

Please open up and let me in. Cross carefully but with a fee.
The imprint of hearts and cards bare the same fate.
The symbol of our love is destiny without debate.
Sing us a lullaby of princess, queens, and kings.
Fly drunkenly to the sky with outstretched wings.

Seven years of bad luck upon the broken glass.
Beauty shall reveal its venom truth at last.

Dance on, my fair Alice dear. Oh how we love to see you.
Fall into our open arms, oh how we love to hold you.
Hear their sweet silver voices call to you.
Dance on my fair Alice dear. Oh how we love to see you.

In fields of gems and preciousness,
gold and silver flowers are snatched.
With shining beauty and decadence,
our minds being to stray and detach.

And so dance on fair Alice, dear. Oh how we love to see you.
Fall into our open arms, oh how we love to hold you.
Hear their sweet silver voices call to you.
And so dance on fair Alice dear. Oh how we love to see you.

We close our eyes and lay on a flower bed.
We keep on dreaming as we await the end.