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 [bad word] 
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 the depths i reach are limitless 

oh my beautiful liar 
oh my precious [bad word] 
my disease my infection 
i am so impure oh 

oh 
oh my beautiful liar 
oh my precious [bad word] 
my disease my infection 
i am so impure 
oh my beautiful liar no 
oh my precious [bad word] no, oooh, oh, 
my disease my infection no 
i am so impure no, ah no, ah no, ah no