so proud a history, replete with sanctity, orbs in their harmony, they

sing their code to me, have you ever heard yourself the orbit that you

are in? the terse, oppressive blanket that's instilled here by our

spin, it's misery and famin, it's a force we cannot see, misery and

famine, it compels us naturally, misery and famine, great ellipse, we

bend to thee, misery and famine, just accept your vagrancy, others who

bear no name, who feel that life's a game, my verse they will defame,

we suffer all the same, they pay no regard to their position or their

speed, but the firmament still covers them with its malevolent seed,

it's misery and famine..., "you look for meaning in things no one

comprehends, you feel no affinity to the rabble we're in", sources of

inquiry have nothing to portend, they will perplex us all until the

coming end, a feeling of despair, hungry and full of care, we resent

everywhere the fortune that we share, "this earth could be a better

place" is a concept i condone, given our pathetic course our destiny

is known, it's misery and famine...