Kjetil Nernes - The Bitter Tears of Könt lyrics

He finished his book cause the sun didn't set The stifling heat gone, under Arabic veils Her naked s**, a breath of cool air He was warned: if she strips naked there She'll lull out a devastating storm But he worshipped her apropos of nothing She was idolized, let her hair fall down Slipped out of a batiste dress, she undressed At the first gate the crown At the second gate the necklace At the third gate her earrings At the fourth gate her ornaments At the fifth gate the belt At the sixth gate the bracelets & at the seventh gate the girdle She entered naked into his secret, not known Nor seen And not meant To be known Nor seen Now no more a wonderful mirage Safe in his mind's eye Grisly, she pivoted and spat back k** me with your own hands I want your fingers round my throat See the jugular vein throb See the white foam at my innocent lips k** me if you hate me, but do it right She couldn't help but sink in the sandy mire Terror-stricken by a boundless void Gazing out with blank wet orbs Admitting the loss of a beloved Not known Nor seen