Guest
she spreads 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 (oh) devils speak of the way 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 (oh) oh, my beautiful liar oh, my precious whore my disease, my infection I am so impure oh, my beautiful liar oh, my precious whore my disease, my infection I am so impure
