Lyrics

The clock stands still, yet calls my name,
A throne of time, a silent frame.
She waits for me beyond my gaze,
A sovereign wrapped in silver haze.

She whispers truths I dared not face,
Unveiling wounds even time won’t erase.
Not Wonderland, not queens or kings,
It was my fathers hand, that clipped my wings.

All the ghosts that haunt my mind,
Were never cards or nursery rhymes.
The real monster wore my name,
And left me lost inside this game.

I stand before time, my sins laid bare,
A broken past, a fate repaired.
She offers me the final key,
A world undone, yet lost to me.

She speaks of peace, a quiet end,
A fate rewritten, wounds to mend.
My blade retired, my throne replaced,
A puppet queen to take my place.

Fall, my child, the war is done…
Step from the ledge, embrace the sun…
Your sins erased, your hands made clean…
Wake up now, and forget this dream.

But who am I, if not this war?
A empty shell, a shattered core.
No wrath, no crown, no crimson reign,
Would I still be Alice, all the same?

I stand before time, my sins laid bare,
A broken past, a fate repaired.
She offers me the final key,
A world undone, yet lost to me.

I’ll play my part, I’ll break these chains,
I’ll fall from grace, yet she remains.
A whisper lingers, my shadows crawl,
This game’s not over, I’ll end it all.