(S. Phillips, P. Tomek)
Hunger moon shining on a field of snow
There`s ice above but a fire down below
Out of the north a cold wind moans
And I`m empty oh so empty
Now there`s a fat sacrifice on the alter tonight
A pile of money and an alibi so tight
White-haired regrets a little child`s dreams
All lost in the snow on a big TV screen
Never too young too rich or never too thin
Never too hopeless the state I`m in
Lost like the billions too dry to cry
Caught by the camera in history`s eye
Hunger moon shining on a field of snow
Ice up above and a fire down below
I want to leave but I just don`t know
I`m so empty, oh so empty
Down in the dark we rattle our cages
Moldy basement the book`s rotting pages
We`re free to go but we can`t see the stars
Blinded by the scars where Venus crossed Mars
Can you feel it it`s in the cold wind
Like an ocean that we all swim in
It`s frightening and new it seems so strange
You can taste it it feels like change
Hunger moon shining on a field of snow
Cracks in the ice let the light show
She says I`ll die if I don`t grow
But I`m empty, I`m still empty