Beggars & Children - Dawnbringer

The beggar takes a wife, takes her right on cue

This mountain is growing, growing as I climb

Architect of poverty, that crystallized endowment

Ripped from home into the wreckage of heaven

Hunger hiding behind the sheltered, wicked feast

The paradox of consumption: even blood evaporates

The child open wide knows his world in one dimension

Before he cries that final unconsolable tear

Architect of poverty, that crystallized endowment

Ripped from home into the wreckage of heaven

Hunger hides behind the sheltered, wicked feast

The paradox of consumption: even blood evaporates