( IRON MAIDEN )

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 hands 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, crushing by equilibrium

Separate lives no more disguise,

no more second chances

Haggart 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