The pack has now fallen So bring out your dead Has Alice forgotten As the rivers run red The White Queen's running backword with a mallet to the fore The Cheshire Cat is grinning, dissolving through the floor So walk a little faster To catch up with your past And moving on a black square You meet the Queen at last An now the pack has fallen Where your paths were once mislead You'll never return for all the vows that were saidTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
