Out of the silent planet

歌词

Out of the silent planet

 Out of the silent planet we are

 

 Withered hands, withered bodies begging for salvation

 Deserted by the hands of gods of their own creation

 Nations cry underneath decaying skies above

 You are guilty, 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

 

 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

 

 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

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