Contextual Analysis of "famine" in Lyrics

oh-whoa-oh

running these days

all we see is. war

death

misery and

it compels us naturally

love i'm drowning

and all points in between

from the belly of the beast

and when you fall down to your knees

blues aren't made from greed

to take their space

sweet deja vu

sheltering arms reach out to you

It's my déjà vu sweet déjà vu

Sheltering arms reach out to you

i want to talk about ireland

end

But I'm sheltered by my channel-surfing

Retrovertigo

don't take much to make you stop and look twice

i've found out that it's true

don't take much to make you stop and look twice

i've found out that it's true

we'll never be reluctant

we'll always be the same

Here hunger is your plate

Here you will forever dwell

carried through the times

these ancient scrolls of rhymes

come the dawning of the dead

now the harlot womb of death

start

banquets will be banquets

my soul's suckin dry

my soul's suckin dry

indeed!

bullshit

start

when starvation and black death raged across the land