Bloodflood, Pt. 2 by Alt-J

Heat shimmers

Hips quiver
Open smother
Lipped lover

Dead in the middle of the C-O-doubleM-O-N
Little did I know then that the Mandela Boys
Soon become Mandela Men
Razor blades on a melted toothbrush
That's the sound of da police

Heat shimmers
Silky glistener
Open smother
Lipped lover

Dead in the middle of the C-O-double-M-O-N
Little did I know then that the Mandela Boys
Soon become Mandela Men
Silent knife, unholy knife
I’ve fallen for the black outside my window
On the C-O-double-M-O-N
On the C-O-double-M-O-N

A flood of blood to the heart
(Quelea, quelea)

(And of all the things that I will do
And I will die for you
And I waited, waited for you
Here
Wait to promise you
For a body to down
I am close for you
And the world will crumble to
Here
Wait to promise you)