Björk - Pagan Poetry

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Pedaling through

The dark currents

I find an accurate copy

A blueprint of the pleasure in me

  (Swirling black lilies totally ripe)



A secret code carved

A secret code carved

  (Swirling black lilies totally ripe)



He offers a handshake

Crooked five fingers

They form a pattern

Yet to be matched



On the surface simplicity

  (Swirling black lilies totally ripe)

But the darkest pit in me

Is pagan poetry

  (Swirling black lilies totally ripe)

Pagan poetry



Morse coded signals

They pulsate

They wake me up

From my hibernate



On the surface simplicity

  (Swirling black lilies totally ripe)

But the darkest pit in me

Is pagan poetry

  (Swirling black lilies totally ripe)

Pagan poetry



[Incomprehensible]

[Incomprehensible]

  (Swirling black lilies totally ripe)

[Incomprehensible]

[Incomprehensible]

  (Swirling black lilies totally ripe)



I love him, I love him

I love him, I love him

I love him, I love him

I love him, I love him



She loves him, she loves him

  (This time)

She loves him, she loves him

  (I'm gonna keep it to myself)

She loves him, she loves him



She loves him, she loves him

  (This time)

She loves him, she loves him

  (I'm gonna keep it to myself)



She loves him, she loves him

  (And he makes me want to hurt myself again)

She loves him, she loves him

She loves him, she loves him

  (And he makes me want to hurt myself again)



She loves him, she loves him

She loves him, she loves him

She loves him, she loves him

She loves him, she loves him

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