We seem so lost today
Truth is the Needle and the World is the Hay
All we need is a little bit of Faith
So Look into the Stars and
You'll Find your Way
But it Feels like a Virus inside us
Feeds on the Hate
Thrives on the Violence
All we need is alittle bit of Guidance
Before the Truth is quietly silenced
But they don't wanna Hear what we Say
Don't really Care if the Number has a Name
So the Virus becomes a Plague
Now the Plague is the One who
Runs this Game
Who Runs this Game
The Plague is the One who Runs this Game
Who Runs this Game
It's a One in a Million Chance
People walk by without a passing glance
Everyone for their own Advance
Puppets on a string, so we Dance their Dance
But it Feels like a Fire inside us
Needs to be Free, Fly to the Highest
All we need is the Fuel to Ignite us
Before the Truth is quietly silenced
But they don't wanna Hear what we Say
Don't really Care if the Number has a Name
So the Virus becomes a Plague
Now the Plague is the One who
Runs this Game
Who Runs this Game
The Plague is the One who Runs this Game
Who Runs this Game
We seem so lost today
Truth is the Needle and the World is the Hay
All we need is a little bit of Faith
So Look into the Stars and
You'll Find your Way
You'll Find your Way
Look into the Stars and
You'll Find your Way
But it Feels like a Fire inside us
Needs to be Free
Fly to the Highest
All we need is the Fuel to Ignite us
Before the Truth is quietly silenced