The pack has now fallen
So bring out your dead
Has Alice forgotten
As the rivers run red

The White Queen's running backward 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 said