The Queen of Hearts curled her lips, and her scepter glowed bloody in the darkness.
Brutal rule, the branches are black and mute.
Black liquid flows from the valley of tears.
When the mad hat rips off the top hat, the scissors become rusty.
When the March Rat cleans the teacup, his eyeballs serve the tea.
When the caterpillar curls up its body, it makes a cocoon of its own.
When the white rabbit broke the pocket watch, his body became polluted.
Alice is back again...