Out of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are
Out of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are
Out of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are

Out of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are

Withered hands, withered bodies begging for salvation

Deserted by the hand of gods of their own creation
Nations cry underneath decaying skies above
You are guilty, the punishment is death for all who live

The punishment is death for all who live

Out of the silent planet, dreams of desolation

Out of the silent planet, Come the demons of creation
Out of the silent planet, dreams of desolation
Out of the silent planet, Come the demons of creation


The killing fields, the grinding wheels crushed by
equilibrium

Separate lives no more disguise, no more second chances
Haggard wisdom spitting out the bitter taste of hate
I accuse you before you know the crime it's all too late

Before you know the crime it's all too late

Out of the silent planet, dreams of desolation

Out of the silent planet, Come the demons of creation
Out of the silent planet, dreams of desolation
Out of the silent planet, Come the demons of creation


Out of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are
Out of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are


Out of the silent planet, dreams of desolation
Out of the silent planet, Come the demons of creation

Out of the silent planet, dreams of desolation
Out of the silent planet, Come the demons of creation


Out of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are
Out of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are
Out of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are

Out of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are
Out of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are
Out of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are