Hatteria

DEATH-HATTERIA!
DEATH-HATTERIA!
(Bitcrushed tea cup smash, snare hit, digital decay)

Broken pocket watch, I'm late for my own death
Every tick is taking breath — I'm running out of breath
(Of breath, of breath...)
The Hatter pours the poison, the rabbit's bleeding red
I've been sipping from the chalice — now I'm seeing red

Drink the tea — forget your name
I'm the madness, I'm the flame

DEATH-HATTERIA — BURY ME IN TEA!
I CAN TASTE THE POISON IN THE MELODY!
(The melody!)
DEATH-HATTERIA — I WON'T LEAVE THIS CHAIR!
THIS CHAIR IS MY THRONE, THIS CHAIR IS MY

The table's set for madness, the plates are made of bone
I'm the guest of honor at the funeral alone
(Alone, alone!)
The Cheshire cat is grinning with a skull beneath his fur
I've been chasing death through wonderland — I'm never gonna stir

CAN YOU TASTE IT?!
CAN YOU TASTE IT?!
Drink it slow
THIS IS YOUR CUP!
Now you know
SMASH THE TEAPOT — LET THE MADNESS FILL YOUR

DEATH-HATTERIA — BURY ME IN TEA!
I CAN TASTE THE POISON IN THE MELODY!
(The melody!)
DEATH-HATTERIA — I WON'T LEAVE THIS CHAIR!
I WAS BORN TO FALL, I WAS BORN TO
DECAY!

DEATH-HATTERIA!
DEATH-HATTERIA! DEATH-HATTERIA! DEATH-HATTERIA!
DEATH... HATTERIA...
...We're all mad here.