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