Patience will come To those who find it’s too late Now it’s lost its use It’s 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 I’ve never seen a swagger On a puppet that’s 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 it’s Wonderland To love and to hate To give and to steal And to get just what we’ve always wanted
But do you know just what you’ve always wanted? A life that’s 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 Don’t fall on your own sword As it’s 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