She spread herself wide open
To let the insects in.
She leaves a trail of honey
To show me where she's been.
She has the blood of reptile
Just underneath her skin.
Seeds from a thousand others
Drip down from within.
oh my beautiful liar.
oh my precious whore.
My disease My infection
I am so impure.
Devils speak of the ways in which she'll manifest.
Angels bleed from the tainted touch of my caress.
Need to contaminate
To alleviate
This loneliness.
I now know that the depths I reach are limitless.
oh my beautiful liar.
oh my precious whore.
My disease my infection.
I am so impure
