Lullaby Plague

You hear the swarms
they come for you
within themselves
they hold your doom.

Bless your soul
and don't you sneeze
for those who do
fall to their knees.

Here they come
lives still and cold
don't dare touch
for the life you hold

your in the line
it quickens pace
for none can stop
the will of fate

sing a song
to hide your fears
see the plague
and cry your tears

one falls down
but two stay up
out to you
they hold a cup

don't dare drink
and you know why
'cause from each three
there's one who'll die

polkadots
they look so fine
fires burn
you're next in line...