The greatest sickness that is hate, lies behind guise and ruse
A clever waste in the poorest taste in the heart of fools
With the least of haste Take it to the gate, the mirrored gait
of folly following fools
Titer tiered withered in fear
Of the dead dying
And make our bed to sleep alone
1. 'worshiped' passes the Google Chrome spell sniff and I like it that way. Therein lies a ship... 2. It's the ship of foolishness I object to. 3a. Water in whatever state, stated and in dreams is what represents the sea of emotion. 3b. It is better to step out and walk upon before drowning in our own tears. 3c. They are better in our support of rather than for our destruction. 4. All that is, is better in support than for condemnation. 5. At first appearance apparent apparently not, then it is. 6. Is it not better to lay it at the gate of liveliness and give birth to our true home...