Plague کے بول

I need you pure, I need you clean Don’t try to enlighten me Power to misconstrue What have they done to you Infants in infantry Rewrite their history Uproot their colony You’re ripe for harvesting Virgin cells to penetrate Too premature to permeate They can’t elucidate Never thought I was the enemy I am the plague I am the plague They fake sincerity Thy gifts don’t give to me Now you’ve been annointed They’ve been asking for it Infants in infantry Rewrite their history Uproot their colony You’re ripe for harvesting Virgin cells to penetrate Too premature to permeate They can’t elucidate Never thought I was the enemy I am the plague I am the plague I need you pure, I need you clean I need you pure, I need you clean