Spurred by a dream of a heavenly throne
The Ship Of Fools sails, horizon-bound.
They could have made a Paradise at home
But Heaven's always greener in promised lands.
Trailing its wake of broken lives
The Ship Of Fools sails, rudderless, on.
A legend of Rapture is worth the price
Of a life or two, so the Ship sails on.
Maggoty bread for the unwatered crew,
As The Ship Of Fools sails for lands of myth.
The Captain dines on good lamb stew
And lemonade; the crew drink piss.
But it's worth it! they cry, we've paradise to gain,
So the Ship Of Fools heads for Who Knows Where.
Compelled by a fairytale, their course can't change;
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