Of madness I dream
In search of a scream
To break me and shake me tonight
What dawns in my head
There’s no butter on my bread
Gets harder bite after bite
The fat of the land
Has devised its own plan
To take more than it wants to give
To die more than it wants to live
And tell me why is it
Of madness I dream
The will of the gods
Never seemed so odd
Benevolence stopped growing in me
Look out below
The world as you know
Is running on empty it seems