Alice Marillion

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

The White Queen running backwards
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

And now the pack has fallen
Where your paths were once mislead
You'll never return
For all the vows that were said