It's not what it seems, I pull my dress off slowly
And as the golden race lay into me, right where the falls are
King of the crystal rivers, who I give birth to just for you
Please do not askew your sk**ful touch and go, your rooty flower
Það heyrist heitt þungt hljóð
I drink your blood and kyrja orð til þín
I'm all the magic in your ears
Because what no one sees, and no one hears
Is that you wake up all the creatures deep in me
I drink your blood and kyrja orð til þín
I'm all the magic in your ears
Because what no one sees, and no one hears
Is that you wake up all the creatures deep in, oooh
I kiss that rock and grind my teeth on all
Of those who think they cannot see
Það heyrist heitt þungt hljóð
I drink your blood and kyrja orð til þín
I'm all the magic in your ears
Because what no one sees, and no one hears
Is that you wake up all the creatures deep in me
I drink your blood and kyrja orð til þín
I'm all the magic in your ears
Because what no one sees, and no one hears
Is that you wake up all the creatures deep in me
Oooooh
I drink your blood and kyrja orð til þín
I'm all the magic in your ears
Because what no one sees, and no one hears
Is that you wake up all the creatures deep in me
Oooooh