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