I close the door,
Shouldn't burn yet,
The wires get hotter
Palms are glowing.
[Bjork:]
This is hot meat metallic blood,
This is hot meat, this is open sweat.
[Bjork:]
Show you with my fingers,
Draw with the eye,
With your own breath,
I tear your lungs
[Bjork:]
Here is hot meat, this is metallic blood,
This is hot meat, this is open sweat.
[Einar:]
Out this side of the blackest meadows
I make my winter dwelling and crush my bones.
[Bjork:]
This is hot meat, this is metallic blood,
This is hot meat,
[Bjork:]
I'll sail out the window
I'll walk down the henge
I will not finish
Till I'm fully satisfied.
[Bjork:]
This is hot meat, this is metallic blood,
This is hot meat, this is open sweat.
