Infected

We're infected by the plague of man We're infected by the master plan Man's been wandering 'round, wandering 'round, wandering 'round We leave our footprints in the sand We've been turning them down, turning them down, turning them down On the way to the promised land I'll weave into your thoughts that you'll never know I'll creep inside your mind If you find there's no set path to follow You'll be mine all night We're infected and the dogs I've had We're infected as the snake-eyes land They've been playing us down, playing us down, playing us down But we're making a sound, making a sound, making a sound I'll weave into your thoughts that you'll never know I'll creep inside your mind If you find there's no set path to follow You'll be mine all night We're infected by the chain of command We're infected as we take our stand They've been looking around, looking around, looking around We leave our footprints in the sand We'll keep our feet on the ground, feet on the ground, feet on the ground On the way to the promised land I'll weave into your thoughts that you'll never know I'll creep inside your mind If you find there's no set path to follow You'll be mine all night