The eye

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Assassin

I'm dead
Lying on the floor

I'm dead
Listening to the floor
Where does it end
And me, and me
And me, and me
I'm dead
Kicking

I'm dead
Hitting
Where does it end
And me,
And me
Lengthen one side
Licking the sole

Help
Help
I'm dead until I stand up
I'm standing up
Lengthen one side,
Licking the sole
And bring this to an end

Anna

Scatters from a bigger hole
Looking, knowing
Never the less
On the other side of a big river
Monster hidden behind a tree
Anna knew...
Anna doesn't see never the less
So nice hands
Come to me
Me touch you
No no what
So nice hands
With me
I am it
Cuts through the water
Shaken out of rising standing
Sense, touch
Not for the first time
No no what
Tie
So nice hands
Not touch that
The neck
Anna, I am it
Move, move, move
No not longer what
On the other side o a big river
Lies her own body
Anna, sinking
Anna is not here, sinking deeper

Open the window and let the spirit fly free

(Opadu gluggan svo sálin geti flogi frjals)

Our task is reality,
Our aim is reality.
From reality we draw our breath.
From our wishes we get our will.
We need all our wishes to become true.
So they will become true.
We need to eliminate those who try their best to stop our wishes becoming true.
Those who try to close the window into our faces.
Open the window and let our souls fly free.
Let us get rid of the bomb.
We ask those who are versed in alchemy, cosmic orgone,
Paraphysics, tesla, pshycotronics, ultra-relativity, twistor-application,
G-strain energetics, zothyran physics, fourier trance formation,
Psionics, bio-synthesis, fan shih, quantum-physicks,
Tanmatra-transmission, para-vidya, eluthery, laelia-aelia,
Gur-preparation, enantiodromy, lein-tan, pao-pu-tsu, chin-tan,
Chandrakala, urheka and mega-mathematics to assist in the most supreme transmutation :
That of uranium and other radio-active metals into giving, not taking forces.
Laymen and priests of all beliefs and credos and invited to lend their mind to this experiment.
Scan out your brothers and sisters and link up now.
Blackeye.
A black eye. I didn't think I needed one. I thought I was indestructible.
A black eye to wake me up. My alarm.
It was an alarm or me that I needed one to realize my reality.
A black eye. An ugly vision of my life. To evoke my feelings and doings.
A black eye to realize the atrocities.
The ugliness which we are confronted with everyday.
To wake me up from my sleep. To avoid me getting the long sleep.
A black eye. To liven up my numb thoughts and feelings for what is reality.
To step me out of the movie and farce. A black eye to understand it wasn't just in the movies.
A black eye. Made me scream with angst and scare.
My scream was not from the origin of pain.
Nor because I got out of bed on the wrong side and walked in to the wall.
It was because it was my life, our existence, slowly been taken away by somebody else.
Numb no more. To remind me. A black eye.

Moonbath

The moon to be my source
My life, my reality
Therefore
I am going to take
A moonbath
Sun/shows/seldom/proofs/less
Because
Seems firstly as breathing
Scratching, giving, standing

Dismembered

Björk :
Dismembered - hugging shadows
Dismembered - play me with
Dismembered - no-one sees me
Dismembered - joy caress

Einar :
Dearest
I'll be back
I mean, you're not - you're not dismembered at all
I'll be back, but I'm in a - I'm in a terrible hurry
I'll be back

Björk :
Dismembered...

Einar :
Dearest
Leave me alone - leave me - leave me
I'll be back
You always
You do
Lie to me
I'll be back - i'll be back

Björk :
Dismembered...

Einar :
Dearest
Stop accusing
I'm in a hurry - i'll, i'll, i'll be back
Shut up!
Leave me alone

Björk :
Dismembered...
Dismembered...

Einar :
Dearest
Come on and leave me alone
I'll be back - I'm in a hurry
I'll be back one day
I'll, i'll report then
I'll be back later on today
I mean I had to go
I'm a very busy man
I know
Leave me alone

Björk :
Dismembered...
Never!
I'm never stopping!
Never!

Einar :
I'm finished
What? Finished what?
I'll be back - i'll be back
Promise? Of course!
What? - no - oh shut up! Shut up!
I'll be back - I'm in a hurry
You know I'm a busy man

Björk :
Dismembered...

Einar :
Dismember what, honey?
Tell us what?
Finish what - you're never happy
You're never happy
Leave me alone
Leave me alone now
Dismember what?
You are
Nonono

Seagull

Walking, attacked by a seagull, attack,
Continous reflection, once killed a seagull
Can the animals revenge, seagull our souls, flying free
Abuse another, then just abusing myself, I wonder
Flying down the stairs, sucked out of the door
Crawling up to the pillar onto a line
I want to: glide-birds onto a line
She's coming, tries to bite
Open the window and let the souls fly free

The spire

The house there
Something real
With a spire
Into the air
Threadless touch
I know the power
Raised fist
Pointing up
It's the power
The house there
Somewhere to go
Straight line
The house of spire
To prey for all
I know the power
Pointing up
Raised fist
Exploding penis
In the house there
Innocent people
With threadless connection
Asking for forgiveness
The house there
Got a spire



Holidays in Europe

Psalm 323

Watch
How he darts and wings
Away from suffering city
Stretches
Come, hands out
Spreading out

Growing, grow - I'm growing longer
So fingertips touch in the glittering skies
And the toes are in the mat
Toes, toes are in the mat

Himself
In every step
Every step
Everyone
He is gone
I am gone
Everyone is gone

Ticks into the connection above the skies
And connected down under, oh

Himself
In every field
Every step
Every farm
He is gone
I am gone

Everyone is
Everyone is gone

A mutual thrill

Einar :
Out the window

Björk :
Legg' mig niður
Taug í sínum þrá
Hugsum mikið átt
Með opinn augum
Þá ég sakna þín
Þá ég sakna þín

Ég legg' mig niður
O að ég tek sínum grá
Hug sín mikið átt
Með opinn augum
Þá ég sakna þín
Og þá ég sakna

Einar :
Out the window
I once went through a window

Copy thy neighbour

Einar :
I need the flowers....
I need....

Bjork :
I noticed a sound
But it gone from my way of walking
Something comes turning
Moving knees
And how he strokes
His hand which tie us
Over the eyes
When you thinks - he imitates

I'm watching through the corner of my eyes
I'm seen having my opinions
Even fight for them
So I invite him
Come on, you can just swim up to me
I'll show you the flowers - hoho!
But he follows - he imitates

Einar :
I need the flowers

Bjork :
Ha, defoliates
Deflowers
And offer, offer

Einar :
I need the flowers

Bjork :
And after constant following - I get bitter
He's elipsing on my energy - go off him!
You can just swim for yourself
You can find your own flowers

Einar :
I need the flowers

Bjork :
Ha, he imitates
And offer
He has all
All the fucking gloves
Defoliates
Deflowered

You can see it
It's so obvious
You must be someone else
You must be someone other than I am
Must have other needs
Other opinions

Einar :
 I need the flowers

Bjork :
He follows - he imitates
And offer, offer

Einar :
I need flowers

Bjork :
Defoliates
Deflowers

Just by the book

Einar :
The man on the cross - he stares at me
He's, he's on the cross
Because of, of our sins
Our sins, my sins
I'm told, it's my sins
I've got nothing to do with it

And he, he keeps, he keeps, he keeps
The man on the cross - he keeps staring at me
The man on the cross - he keeps staring at me
What kind of eyes, what kind of eyes
The man, the man on the cross
He keeps - he keeps - he -- STOP!

Björk :
See, I'm quite happy now
See, I'm quite happy
And feel fulfilled
I know what I want, see
I got this certain direction, see
I just follow
I got to know this
Oh, this great guy, see
I, I just do as he tells me
Oh, I'm scared
I believe - I believe
I'll do anything
Just ask - I believe

Einar :
We are, we are on the cross
Staring at our souls
We are, we are on the cross
Because of all those hungry, hungry
Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazies that follow
They greet us, put us on the cross
Has put us on the cross
The greed, up we hang there
We hang there, we die
We're just hanging floppy
We dont even need no mirror to see
That we are hanging, we're hanging on a cross
We are on a cross, we are - we are - on a cross

Björk :
Oh! I'm in this relationship now
See, we in turn we work together
I do the dirty work for him
One in one, spit your soul
Quite good, you see
He's still busy - he's still busy
He's hanging on the cross all the time

See, I believe and I'm willing to
I'm willing to convince everyone
I believe!

Come on, follow us!
It's quite good
You don't have to think
He'll think for you - you just follow
Oh, I believe!

Einar :
We are on the cross
We are on the cross together
Our minds - and our souls
We are on the cross because of them
I believe!

Björk :
Oh, I believe!



Zro

French Speaker :
[Définition qui bien que formulait en terme généraux
nous semble viser d'abord d'une manière très particulière
et donc toute prophétique l'oeuvre d'Arthur Rimbaud.
La poésie est le réel absolu]

Just a scene have left me behind 
With broken fingers 
To show me 
The z(e)ro is mine 
Happy girl 
In the beginning 
Building a spire 
All around me 
They fight 
And tired 
Dance as star 
Ohh 
Obvious 

French Speaker
[ Il est retrouvé…quoi?...l'éternité ]

Latent

Bjork :
He invites me
Oh, he invites me inside, and inside his room
Offers - I take the offer, offers me a seat on his sofa
It's a nice sofa - a beautiful sofa
I like the colour and I sit down
But he shuts - he's shutting the door
He locks it - he's locking it
I don't sit any longer
I don't sit any longer on his sofa - I lay
I lay - and he - he's right on the top of me
And he's forcing himself into my body
It's not right - oh! Oh!
I don't understand this rhythm
I don't understand this rhythm
I can't connect myself to it
I don't understand this rhythm
So, stop, jump slow ohh!

Einar :
The threat of castration lets us know so fear
Push us over the cliff and out of the way
'Cause the threat of castration
Is too much for the sick little minds
The threat of castration lets them who fear
Call the willies inside the trousers
And they see her
Christ and God aren't fucking that day
Weren't caught with our trousers down
Their fear leaves them sexless
A glance - I did not know that
The monster of the fear of castration
They push us over the cliff
The scare, the glance

Bjork :
Oh, I am enjoying it
Can I fulfill your needs?

Einar :
The monster
They've got something
It disappears

Bjork :
Oh! Oh!
Who am I sobbing?
I'm digging you!

Einar :
The threat of castration lets us know so fear
Push us over the cliff and out of the way
'Cause the threat of castration
Is too much for the sick little minds
The threat of castration lets them who fear
Call the willies inside the trousers
And they see her
Christ and God aren't fucking that day
Weren't caught with our trousers down
Their fear leaves them sexless
A glance - I did not know that
The monster of the fear of castration
They push us over the cliff
The scare, the glance, the monster
They've got something
It disappears

Bjork :
You can sell your bloody sofa

Einar :
The threat of castration let's us know so fear
Push us over the cliff and out of the way
'Cause you're blind, you cant drive
You can't see anything, but the fear of castration
The fear of castration, the fear of castration
Gets no slow so fear, whatever he dressing
They stop us - the fear, but i'm continuing pushing
The threat of castration...

Bjork :
Oh you're selling - who are you selling?
You can sell your bloody sofa
I'm digging! I'm digging! I'm trying to break you!
I'm trying! I'm trying too hard! I'm not sleeping at all
I'm digging you - leave me alone
Who am I selling - I'm selling
What are you selling?
You can sell your bloody sofa!



Vials of wrath

Björk
You're biting....

Einar
You're so right....

Björk
Oh, you're biting

Einar
....so precise
You are so well

Björk
Taking care of your independence....

Einar
The others are just stupid

Björk
....by biting....

Einar
Moron
Criticising the others or watching TV....

Björk
....bite....

Einar
....for working

Björk
....bite....

Einar
Pushing them too far

Björk
You long for unhealed wounds
But you could strike your voice in deep in down

Einar
Stop....stop

Björk
You're biting....

Einar
So conscious....

Björk
Oh, you're biting

Einar
So right
So precise
You are so well

Björk
Taking care of your independence....

Einar
The others are just stupid

Björk
....by biting....

Einar
You know I don't

Björk
Everything I done for

Einar
The others are just stupid, ignorant bastards

Björk
You just bite
You just long for unhealed wounds

Einar
Criticising the others for watching TV....

Björk
You just long for unhealed wounds

Einar
....for working

Björk
You could strike your voice in deep in down

Einar
You wrong kind, you wrong people

Björk
Just you nice, please
You could take with you in the family
what you want to like

Einar
You're so right
Your mind is like venom
Your mind is like venom

Björk
Just biting
Everything which come too close

Einar
You don't want a TV,
It's so synthetic
What would you like to do, huh?
Eating in a silly restaurant
Is it the way you want?
You got a choice haven't you?

Björk
Like all my touches
I tumble
And you can't continue....

Einar
Your'e free
Oh, you're so free

Björk
....no....

Einar
You're so right, so precise

Björk
....just bite....

Einar
You are....
Your mind is like venom
And me?
I'm just a good trumpet-player

Björk
Biting your way through
Gnawing every string that you can
You could actually do others
Anything that could respect you
Just biting....biting....

Einar
All the others are just bastards
You're free, aren't ya

Björk
....just biting....

Einar
Right....you are
Bastards
Right....you are
You're free, aren't ya
You're so bright, so precise

Björk
Just biting....biting....

Einar
So right, so precise

Björk
....biting

Einar
You're so right

Björk
Do you alone

Einar
I just play the trumpet

Björk
No independence

Einar
So conscious, so right

Björk
....biting....

Einar
So precise
You are

The night

Speaker

[ On behalf of IcelandAir Captain and crew
We hope you had a nice flight,
We thank you for your nice company.
Goodbye. ]

Björk

Fish!
In water
Heading out
Skin, purple skin
Even
Ton, heart, cry bluish
Soothing water
Sand, red sand
Offers fish
Golden be
But water, blue water
Paints truth with passive peace