Want me to come clean
Won't was for noting
I am the Leper King ...
Lies; all that I hear or see
Practice what I preach
Twisted is my speech
Tread not where I've been
Ridiculed for my Skin
I am mortal sin
Everthing is my fault
Listen not when I talk
Rot upon the grounds you walk
Die by all means
Won't cry for nothing
I am the Leper King
A deceiving thought
Lies we're taught
Miracles sought
No one will; No one can
Take a stand
To meet the demand
You see red, I see green
Won't stop for nothing
I am the Leper King
© Jerry Langdon 2014
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