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Jump into a pool of adventures, with burning queens, spoiled princes with daddy issues, art history as foreplay, untrustworthy fish in a kingdom under the ocean and much more. With a mixture of sweet singing, growls, screams and lingering whispers, the line between silliness and sinserity becomes faded. Toung-in-cheek lyrics intertwine with a large mixture of genres - equally as non-binding as the members of Ólafur Kram strive to be.