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Ode to the ship of fools!
Das Narrenschiff!

This is the paradigm of our time
And how we must pity a new soul born unto this world
To join the universal guild of ultimate paradox

To be marginalised into silence

One azure, one shade, one of many expressions therein
In tandem with the Earth, man creates his own tomb;

For life is like a bullet fired involuntarily
Into the back of the head

As we look ahead we are helpless
Against the point in time in which it strikes us

In the chasm of mental decay
At the base of the magnet which heaves you below
Is the allegory of day by day abasement

To which one helplessly gives up themselves
To a lure without a face

Its repulsion is only felt amidst longevity

Watch rot what once was living
When its thread of life is first cut,
It is without blemishes

Life itself has sustained a connection between all functions
Then death blight creeps slowly over it,
Like a plague which vanquishes all in its way

The fire of youth inspires boundless, profound expression.
At times this expression exceeds logical magnitude.

Hatred can be so incessant that one will not tire of it;
Like a man who makes it his life’s work to succeed
In creating what his vision casts in stone for years ahead

But one day this life long struggle with adversity presents