We Are the Plague - Snowman

I am the lone hunter

I am the lone hunter

I’ll only pray

upon your troubled mind

When the keeper of the

night comes I will roam

on top of this desert

of blankets and pillows

I am the hunter,

the seed and the splinter

The blood of the horse

in the dead of the winter

We are the plague

we are the virus

We are the plague

we are the virus

I am infected

I am infected

I am a virus to your minds revival

We are infected

We are infected

We are the sound of your imagination

I am the hunter

the seed and the splinter

the blood of the swan

in the dead of the winter

You are the fire

that feeds on the river

the blood of the swan

that flows into the sea

We are the plague

We are the virus

We are the plague

We are the virus