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 famine It's a force we cannot see Misery and famine It compels us naturally Misery 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 It's 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 inguiry 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