THE BALL OF STOLEN REFLECTIONS✨️✨️ROWENA | The Mad Queen of Midnight

[Intro – Music box, sinister strings, distant laughter] [Spoken, smoky and aristocratic] Ladies, gentlemen... And those who borrowed someone else's face... Welcome to the ball! [Whisper] Do try to behave. [Manic laughter] I certainly won't! [Verse 1 – Playful theatrical cabaret] I wore a thousand roses and a hat three feet too tall, A corset made of scandal to the midnight masquerade ball. The countess brought her diamonds, the duke his seventh wife, I brought a sharpened sense of humor and a questionable life! The chandeliers were trembling, the violins complained, A portrait kissed a widow and the wallpaper went insane. I bowed before a mirror with a wicked little grin, But the lady in the silver glass refused to let me in! [Pre-Chorus – Whisper to operatic high] I said, "Come out, my darling!" She said, "I'd rather DIE!" I said, "But you're already me!" She screamed, "THAT'S WHY!" [Chorus – Explosive Gothic cabaret punk] Mirror, mirror, BREAK THE GLASS! Let the stolen shadows pass! Spin the duke and drop the queen! Dance upon the guillotine! Ha-ha-ha! What a night! Nothing here is quite upright! Kiss your double, steal the light! WE'RE ALL MAD HERE TONIGHT! [Verse 2 – Sarcastic, exaggerated character voices] The baron met his double and discovered he was poor, His reflection stole his trousers and escaped across the floor. The duchess found her other self was prettier than she, So she challenged her to pistols over cucumber and tea! The mirrors cracked like thunder, every guest began to scream, A hundred stolen faces waltzed into a fever dream. I tapped my little walking cane and shouted, "What a show! But where's my lovely double? Has she nowhere else to go?" [Pre-Chorus – Call and response] [ROWENA – Deep, smoky] Come out, you little coward! [MIRROR ROWENA – Shrill, operatic] I'd rather stay in here! [ROWENA – Mockingly sweet] But darling, I'm delightful! [MIRROR ROWENA – Screaming] YOU'RE EVERY MIRROR'S FEAR! [Chorus – Wild theatrical punk] Mirror, mirror, BREAK THE GLASS! Let the stolen shadows pass! Spin the duke and drop the queen! Dance upon the guillotine! Ha-ha-ha! What a night! Nothing here is quite upright! Kiss your double, steal the light! WE'RE ALL MAD HERE TONIGHT! [Bridge – Music stops, two contrasting vocal characters] [ROWENA – Whispering] Tell me, darling... Why won't you come out? [MIRROR ROWENA – Trembling] Because I know what happens When you start to dance. [ROWENA – Innocently] Oh? [MIRROR ROWENA – Hysterical] LAST TIME YOU MARRIED A GHOST, DIVORCED A CLOCK, AND SET FIRE TO THE MOON! [ROWENA – Bursting into laughter] And wasn't the honeymoon LOVELY?! [Instrumental – Mad piano, frantic violins, accordion and punk guitars] [Verse 3 – Building from seductive whisper to theatrical chaos] I stepped inside the looking glass and took my double's hand, She wore a crown of common sense I simply couldn't stand. I kissed her on the forehead, then I stole her little crown, And every painted angel in the ballroom tumbled down! We danced across the ceiling while the moon began to sneeze, The skeletons applauded and the ghosts fell to their knees. My double started laughing, then she whispered, "Set me free!" I said, "You silly creature, there's enough of us for THREE!" [Final Chorus – Operatic and explosive] MIRROR, MIRROR, BREAK THE GLASS! LET THE STOLEN SHADOWS PASS! SPIN THE DUKE AND DROP THE QUEEN! DANCE UPON THE GUILLOTINE! Ha-ha-ha! What a night! LET THE DEAD AND LIVING FIGHT! Two mad queens in candlelight! WE'RE ALL MAD HERE TONIGHT! [Outro – Piano slowing, glass tinkling] [MIRROR ROWENA – Softly] Rowena? [ROWENA – Sweetly] Yes, darling? [MIRROR ROWENA] Who's the real one? [Long silence] [ROWENA – Whispering] Does it matter? [Both – Maniacal laughter] [One sharp glass crack] [Spoken, very softly] Oh dear... Now there's three of us. [Final piano note]