Wonder wonder wonderland.
Blindly stumbling forward, I've been reciting lines from a play that I've no part in, And as the curtains draw my wounds still rough and raw they bleed they bleed they bleed.
I bleed I bleed I bleed.
Timely tumbling forward, I've been inciting riots in a world that has grown heartless, And as the fires burn our tombs still ripe and waiting they moan they moan they moan.
We moan we moan we moan.
O colder shores, O frozen wastes, To what sad futile beings we shall equate.
I bleed I bleed I bleed.
Timely tumbling forward, I've been inciting riots in a world that has grown heartless, And as the fires burn our tombs still ripe and waiting they moan they moan they moan.
We moan we moan we moan.
O colder shores, O frozen wastes, To what sad futile beings we shall equate.