The eyed creature sits back on his throne Gazing at us in Six hundred guests, best Are wondering why they are
All roads lead here, all roads are Have we digested the we have learned Have we a chance when the rise and dance Have we the for the final romance
We better find out, the of the game Chance of a future, and grim Or of a quick death here on a whim Why are we here, anyone know? Why are we here, at the terminal
The king has secrets, dark and morose like it if we were like him All the dark spent in the maze made a new man of him
All lead here, all roads are closed Are we quite certain of all that we Are we or do we hold fast Have we the time for the final
We better find out, the of the game Chance of a new world, sunny and Or of a burning a design Why are we here, we don't even Why are we at the terminal show?
The red queen is sleeping, in a dream She and she sleeps all alone All of her fears are crowded in Laughing, they at her bones
All roads lead here, lead away Are we quire certain we're here Have we been wise or are we we the time for our final demise?
We better out, the name of the game Chance of a lost world, and dismay Pick up your belongings, we all to pay Why are the vultures above? Why can't we fight for the to our blood?
We are demented, everyone Misrepresented, coming to Why are we here, we even know? Why are we here at the terminal