To suffer fools is to exist
Bounded by those who deem themselves wise
Never veil your eyes, turn deaf, or disconnect your mind
Clash and clash hard
We suffer fools
From the flat Earth drifting away into warm delusion
See it fit to have them forced back down
Slammed into the clay
Fathoms deep
The fool always claims to know
Steeped in misbelief
Fool, never claim to know
Your ideas are wrong
Pour the salts of acumen straight into the eyes
To recondition the mind
We suffer