the leper

in my minds eye i see the leper waiting to die only a day before i'd saved his life he seemed out of control shaking like he longed for a hole a sacrifice flawed would have to suffice pacify my lie give mercy to the spy lord, no one seen the trouble ive seen down on my knees the winds shake the trees lord, no one seen the trouble ive seen but you can see my insides no place to hide lord my love knows no bounds like bloodhounds they track me down they take my crown fit it for a clown lost waitin to be found suddenly the trumpet sounds