King of the Lepers

I have never seen your kingdom
Yet I crave your crown
There's a ghost inside the abbey
Haunting the saints in me
I am dethroned from my palace
As you turn your gaze from me
And since we're being honest
I really don't feel worthy

It's just like any other day, I guess
But today I have crowned myself as the
King of the lepers

I am told there is no kingdom
Outside of myself
Yet I just keep reappearing
In my mind of you

Thunder moves in through the cloister
As my torch goes out
And in the darkness there's a whisper
Do not search without
Never really did find our bottom
My mouth drips with poison
Wet insect dreams
'Could you love me