Virus - Björk

Like a virus needs a body and soft tissue feeds on blood

Someday I'll find you, the urge is here, ohh-ohh

Like a mushroom on a tree trunk as a protein transmutates

I knock on your skin and I am in, ohh-ohh

The perfect match, you and me, I adapt, contagious

You open up, saying welcome

Like a flame that seeks explosives as gun powder needs a war

I feast inside you, my host is you, ohh-ohh

The perfect match, you and I, you fail to resist

My crystalline charm, you do

Like a virus, patient hunter

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

My sweet adversary, ohh, my sweet adversary, ahh

My sweet adversary