Narrenschiff

The war against you isn’t over It has just never begun Looking for excuses to hate Will never prove you smart So shut your fucking mouth If you’re feeling useless Because you are, And the choice was yours You live in a peaceful country You live in peaceful times No need for you to fight To find the meaning of your life This way to exist for the sheep Proves you nothing but asleep Self-confidence? Oversized ego? The chance has been given to you To make the right choice Leading yourself to battles That would have made A proud knight out of you Spitting on your brothers’ faces To fit this image That is not you Get a life!

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025

You keep on talking Keep on complaining About what you miss And what has been done to you Shouldn't you open your eyes On what you’ve got? Shouldn’t you? Tell me what did you expect Why don’t you just disconnect Wasting your time On trying to convince You’re doing your best So you deserve the best Get back to your princess dream And shut the door behind you Tell me what did you expect Why don’t you just disconnect Unable to see that all Is already in your hands Cocky loser Halfway homeless wannabe You’ve been blessed by life But still keep whining Cocky loser Halfway homeless wannabe Those who know don’t speak those who speak don’t know Who the fuck are you? You’re shaming those in need Of what you have but despise Who the fuck are you? To allow yourself to lie Self proclaimed victim You trample on the genuine suffering

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025

Never show you my scars anymore To laugh at me you don't need more On my trust, got an open sore Never let you come back Tryin to destroy everything, Was all you’ve been given just a glitch? Talking shit, acting like a bitch, Like a sad fuck you're behaving Where does your somethingness come from? From the depth of your smugness Guess you hurt me, you’re right! But I won’t let you win this fight You made your own choices We made ours Inside your head, voices? Should have thought about this before Feeding on people’s failures Reminds me of a vulture As an unfulfilled fuck you live Feeding on people’s failures Reminds me of a vulture As a sad fuck you’ll be remembered Or not Useless ego freak

Seeing ourselves as the central stars Of this tiny kingdom As if we created something Through our so called wisdom Claiming to rule as lords Behold the void above That’s just a glimpse Of what lies beyond A quirk of space and time Leading to what we call life What’s ours for now Won’t be ours for long As quasars collide Would you just step aside? So let’s be humble bitches Through space, we’re only glitches Lost in a lost corner of the universe But still in the center of our world Exceptional we feel Insignificant we are Pretentious insects Claiming to rule as lords Behold the void above That’s just a glimpse Of what lies beyond A quirk of space and time Leading to what we call life What’s ours for now Won’t be ours for long

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025

I’ll name you Septentrion my son And make you feel proud Of what you’ve done Make up your mind, what’s been said Is already gone Draging you down Let your mind bloom as Persephone's Riding on courage, serenity as a shield Make your way through To the Elysian fields Impossible’s within reach Just a few walls to breach By using proper tools, And not getting owned by fools Part of the flock you’ll end as a meal Frustration, how does it feel? Aiming at stars that don't shine For you Only freezes you still And still means dead If you give out power To those in charge With the dead you’ll merge Aim at the sun my son For the left hand path is yours to take

Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025

Daß Narrheit sich im Herzen regt, Zeigt dies: ein Narr es nie erträgt Noch mit Geduld es leiden kann, Spricht über weise Dinge man. Ein Weiser gern von Weisheit hört, Wodurch ihm Weisheit wird gemehrt. Die Sackpfeif ’ ist des Narren Spiel, Der Harfen achtet er nicht viel. Kein Gut dem Narren in der Welt Mehr als sein Kolben und Pfeif ’ gefällt. Kaum läßt sich tadeln, wer verkehrt; Der Narren Zahl ohn End sich mehrt. O Narr, bedenk zu aller Frist, Daß du ein Mensch und sterblich bist Und nichts ais Lehm, Asch, Erd und Mist. Denn unter aller Kreatur, Die hat Vernunft in der Natur, Bist die geringste du, ein Schaum, Ein Hefensack und Bastard kaum. Was rühmst du doch an dir Gewalt Und Adel, Jugend, Geld, Gestalt, Da alles unter der Sonne ist Unnütz, wenn Weisheit ihm gebrist. Besser, daß dich ein Weiser straf ’, Als daß dich anlach’ ein närrisch Schaf; Denn wie eine brennende Distel kracht, So ist ein Narr auch, wenn er lacht. Drum selig der Mensch, der in sich hat Die Furcht des Herrn an jeder Statt. Des Weisen Herz auch Trauer betrachtet, Ein Narr allein auf Pfeifen achtet Man sing und sag mit Bitten und Flehn, Er solle von seinen elf Augen abgehn: Es wird nicht Lehre noch Tadel verstehn.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025