Bjork - Virus

Like a virus needs a body 
And soft tissue feeds on blood 
Someday i’ll find you 
The urge is here 

Like a mushroom on a tree trunk 
As a protein transmutates 
I knock on your skin 
And i need in 

The perfect match, you and me 
I enter, contagious 
You open up, saying welcome 

Like a flame that seeks explosives 
As gun powder needs a war 
I feast inside you 
.... ? 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