How Much Sadness Can You Swallow?

There's a humming when the dying lamp fades And the sky burns on a sallow blistered blaze I woke up alone in a darkened hall Filthy fingers followed out until the call And before me a demon rearranging Like a part of me emptied out in a painting And I know this man half-lit like a warrior god But the king is dead Long live the king And I know he wants to burn my skin But how much sadness can you swallow Before you get a stomach ache? (Stomach ache, stomach ache (Stomach ache, stomach ache) You get a stomach ache (Stomach ache, stomach ache (Stomach ache, stomach ache) Fevered fumbling I grope to grasp glass Sullied figures gather round in a mass He slips away and there's blood on my hands All the doors are locked and then I understand This is hell and we're haunted by our sins And again, again and again it begins Like a nightmare only remembered when it's too late But the king is dead Long live the king And I know he wants to burn my skin But how much sadness can you swallow? You get a stomach ache (Stomach ache, stomach ache) (Stomach ache, stomach ache) You get a stomach ache (Stomach ache, stomach ache) (Stomach ache, stomach ache)