The Dear Hunter - The Haves Have Naught lyrics

[Gavin Castleton] Just look at that shopkeeper peddling his wares Shouting his sales pitch, but nobody cares Don't you wonder what keeps him there, day after day? Begging for gold as his hair turns to gray Blindly they're bounding apace Starving for mercy in a merciless place Only a fool would make martyrs from heathens And find them so lively when they're barely breathing Just barely breathing [Casey Crescenzo] Just look at that toymaker grinding his gears Turning no profit but he doesn't care He keeps smiles on faces day after day The children keep sadness and suffering at bay Blissfully bounding apace Searching for mercy in a merciless place Only a monster makes fodder from saints And finds them so worthless when they're full of grace So full of grace [Gavin Castleton] But what better use of hookers and thieves Than greasing the wheels of perfect machines That hum into life a harmony of industry? [Casey Crescenzo] But what is the use of cutting them down To smother and choke the soul of our town? I know there is another way [Gavin Castleton and Casey Crescenzo] But what is so wrong with (Just how could you weed them out?) Giving them purpose? (Degrading them without doubt) A man like yourself could (You're bleeding them dry) Bring worth to worthless (They live and die like you and I) Without the guidance (And under your guidance) Of rulers and tyrants (The hands of a tyrant) These people will just tear themselves apart [Casey Crescenzo] Just look at that charlatan steeped in deceit A threat to the young To the old and the meek Don't you wonder what made him So vicious, so sick? So far out of balance? So cruel and so callous? So married to malice?