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