Ah, look at all the homeless people.
Ah, count up all the jobless people.
President Venox
Smiles at blood on the street where a riot has been.
Hearing the screams
Speaks in the senate
Wearing the face that he keeps in a jar from the hunt
What does he want?
All the homeless people.
Where do they sleep at night??
All the jobless people,
How will they all buy bread?
Patriarch Keldith
Hearing the words of Lord Pholtus portending him aid
Before he fades.
Look at him waiting,
Longing for songs from his youth when his family was there.
How they all cared.
All the homeless people.
Where do they sleep at night??
All the jobless people,
How will they all buy bread?
Ah, look at all the homeless people.
Ah, count up all the jobless people.
President Venox
Shot at the floor where the Martins had come to plan war.
Then came the roar.
Patriarch Keldith
Brightens in death in the arms of the ones that he loves.
Come from above!
All the homeless people.
(Ah, look at all the homeless people)
Where do they sleep at night??
All the jobless people,
(Ah, count up all the jobless people)
How will they all buy bread?