Patience will come
To those who find its too late
Now its lost its use
Its redundant
Hear the wail of machines minus rung emotions
Hear the clunking of the soul taker
What was an object now has you down as its subject
Welcome Malice
This is Wonderland
Though Ive never seen a swagger
On a puppet thats lost its strings
You come closest
But what if this machine from which
Life gives you purpose suddenly
Was rendered obsolete?
Where can you turn?
Who can your bigotry bear arms to?
Once again I think its Wonderland
To love and to hate
To give and to steal
And to get just what weve always wanted
But do you know just what youve always wanted?
A life thats based on greed
And not on what you need
Is doomed to fail and still you choose to flaunt it
Tho methods are tasted
Solutions lie wasted
You once had ambition but quickly erased it
Observance is one thing
But ignorance another
Dont fall on your own sword
As its harder to recover
Where you once raised issues with lucid persistance
A poignant reminder to once was exisitence
Now all that is left is just an effigy bewildered
How hollow the figure that trusted fate with Wonderland
A life based on greed
Not on what you need
This is Wonderland