"The Mad Hatter"

It's Me, The Mad Hatter

Crazy as can be, watching the hive-mind scatter

Friends with minds alike, filling the room with laughter

In the hall of mirrors, few will remain while the rest will shatter

They won't see until the coming of blood spatter

And the richest of riches pockets getting fatter

Nothing good comes from the hierarchical latter

Ultimately I just experience, cause there is nothing to matter