Hi Mr. Hatter
The royal lunatic of the tea room.
Your grin shining crescently
Like the tainted moon.
The royal lunatic of the tea room.
Your grin shining crescently
Like the tainted moon.
Charming and dangerous.
So decieving yet kind
What a wonder you are
With your deranged mind.
While sipping your tea
Eyes in a sadistic daze
As you walk out the door
You walk over the bodies of the guests of this sweet wonderland place.
As you take a waltz outside
There's noone to see
Nothing living
Not even an old decrepit tree
Then your tormented mind
Remembers the sins that you have done
All of the pure innocent souls you've slaughtered
As they've tried to beg and run.
While sitting alone the Hatter takes a gander
Starts a fire and sets his world free
As he lays dying his twisted soul dissapears
For no longer will wonderland be.
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