Virus

Virus
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
En 'Virus' de Björk, la artista utiliza metáforas relacionadas con un virus para describir la intensidad y la irresistible atracción que siente por alguien. Comparando su deseo con la necesidad de un virus por un cuerpo y tejido suave que se alimenta de sangre, Björk expresa la urgencia de encontrar a esa persona especial...