When the day becomes the night,

And the sky becomes the sea,

When the clock strikes heavy,

And there's no time for tea,

And in our darkest hour,

Before my final rhyme,

She will come back home to Wonderland,

And turn back the hands of time.

-Alice Through the Looking Glass -

Darkness eating you up piece by piece

Evil surrounding you in terror

Your heart beats throbbing with fear

Your body shakes feeling uneasy

You close your eyes and hope it would be a quick death

When the pain has only just begun.