Virus

Björk · Biophilia [2011]

Like a virus needs a body

As soft tissue feeds on blood

Some day I'll find you, the urge is here



Like a mushroom on a tree trunk

As the protein transmutates

I knock on your skin, and I am in



The perfect match, you and me

I adapt, contagious

You open up, say welcome



Like a flame that seeks explosives

As gunpowder needs a war

I feast inside you, my host is you



The perfect match, you and I

You fail to resist

My crystalline charm



Like a virus, patient hunter

I'm waiting for you, I'm starving for you



My sweet adversary

My sweet adversary

My sweet adversary