| Song | Thunderbolt (Death Grips Remix) |
| Artist | Björk |
| Album | Biophilia Remix Series II |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Stirring at water's edge, | |
| Cold froth on my twig, | |
| My mind in whirls | |
| Wanders around desire. | |
| No one imagines the light shock | |
| I need, And | |
| I'll never know | |
| From who's hands, deeply humble, | |
| Dangerous gifts as such to mine come. | |
| May I, should | |
| I, or have | |
| I too often? | |
| Craving miracles… | |
| May I, can | |
| I, or have | |
| I too often? | |
| Craving miracles… | |
| Craving miracles.. | |
| My romantic gene is dominant | |
| And it hungers for union, | |
| Universal intimacy, | |
| All embracing. | |
| May I, should | |
| I or have | |
| I too often | |
| Craved miracles? | |
| May I, can | |
| I or have | |
| I too often | |
| Craved miracles? | |
| Crave… Waves irregularly striking, | |
| Wind stern in my face. | |
| Thunderstorm, come, | |
| Scrape those barnacles of me! | |
| May I, may | |
| I or should | |
| I too often | |
| Crave miracles? | |
| May I or should | |
| I or have | |
| I too often | |
| All my body parts are one | |
| As lightning hits my spine, | |
| Sparkling | |
| Prime runs through me, | |
| Revive my wish | |
| Inviolable. | |
| May I, can | |
| I, or have | |
| I too often? | |
| Craving miracles… | |
| May I, can | |
| I, should | |
| I, or have | |
| I too often? | |
| Craving miracles… |
| Stirring at water' s edge, | |
| Cold froth on my twig, | |
| My mind in whirls | |
| Wanders around desire. | |
| No one imagines the light shock | |
| I need, And | |
| I' ll never know | |
| From who' s hands, deeply humble, | |
| Dangerous gifts as such to mine come. | |
| May I, should | |
| I, or have | |
| I too often? | |
| Craving miracles | |
| May I, can | |
| I, or have | |
| I too often? | |
| Craving miracles | |
| Craving miracles.. | |
| My romantic gene is dominant | |
| And it hungers for union, | |
| Universal intimacy, | |
| All embracing. | |
| May I, should | |
| I or have | |
| I too often | |
| Craved miracles? | |
| May I, can | |
| I or have | |
| I too often | |
| Craved miracles? | |
| Crave Waves irregularly striking, | |
| Wind stern in my face. | |
| Thunderstorm, come, | |
| Scrape those barnacles of me! | |
| May I, may | |
| I or should | |
| I too often | |
| Crave miracles? | |
| May I or should | |
| I or have | |
| I too often | |
| All my body parts are one | |
| As lightning hits my spine, | |
| Sparkling | |
| Prime runs through me, | |
| Revive my wish | |
| Inviolable. | |
| May I, can | |
| I, or have | |
| I too often? | |
| Craving miracles | |
| May I, can | |
| I, should | |
| I, or have | |
| I too often? | |
| Craving miracles |
| Stirring at water' s edge, | |
| Cold froth on my twig, | |
| My mind in whirls | |
| Wanders around desire. | |
| No one imagines the light shock | |
| I need, And | |
| I' ll never know | |
| From who' s hands, deeply humble, | |
| Dangerous gifts as such to mine come. | |
| May I, should | |
| I, or have | |
| I too often? | |
| Craving miracles | |
| May I, can | |
| I, or have | |
| I too often? | |
| Craving miracles | |
| Craving miracles.. | |
| My romantic gene is dominant | |
| And it hungers for union, | |
| Universal intimacy, | |
| All embracing. | |
| May I, should | |
| I or have | |
| I too often | |
| Craved miracles? | |
| May I, can | |
| I or have | |
| I too often | |
| Craved miracles? | |
| Crave Waves irregularly striking, | |
| Wind stern in my face. | |
| Thunderstorm, come, | |
| Scrape those barnacles of me! | |
| May I, may | |
| I or should | |
| I too often | |
| Crave miracles? | |
| May I or should | |
| I or have | |
| I too often | |
| All my body parts are one | |
| As lightning hits my spine, | |
| Sparkling | |
| Prime runs through me, | |
| Revive my wish | |
| Inviolable. | |
| May I, can | |
| I, or have | |
| I too often? | |
| Craving miracles | |
| May I, can | |
| I, should | |
| I, or have | |
| I too often? | |
| Craving miracles |