And the solemn verse resoundsnHeavy lies the twisted crownnAs it hovers abovenThe disgrace I've becomennLike a blemish on otherwise perfect skinnLike a scar from a sorenLike a stain that's set innI wallow in what I could have beennnTake me awaynAway from this placenCome like a thief in the nightnBe a rapture and take me awaynFrom these sentiments turned sedimentnFrom this crude cast of our intentnFrom the boulder we can't set asidenCome like a thief in the nightnBe my vision and take me awaynnWith all the pigments that you've shedn(So pale and porous)nI'm the heir of empty breathsnOf sulfur and sweatnI'm the king of what could have beennnI have wed my regret, she's my blushing bridenLike an achenLike a cramp I can't losenSo I wallow in what I could have beennnBe a fleeting glimpsenOf what could have beennThat comes to menEvery now and againnAnd I'll just pretend to carry on, carelesslynnYour glimpses are ever fleetingnYou're the crutch on which I'm leaningnCome to menHold me up be my stilt, my splintnBe my brace, be minenSo I can carry on, carelessly