She's as high as corpses low
Love to love or make her crawl
Iron fist, iron heart
She was made to tear apart

She's as pure as blackened smog
Thou should be closer to God [bad word] tramp, have you seen her
Tried to love but now I'll beat her
H.E.R.P.E.S. I can smell through her dress
H.E.R.P.E.S. That's a fact, mother knows best

Disease dug through her
Horrid bolts, I'll chew her up
She's the one who brings me to life
When I stab her with my hunting knife [bad word] tramp, have you seen her
Tried to love but now I've beat her
Wait till death, it's not over
She's my bloody four leaf clover