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...