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