"Out Of The Silent Planet"(За пределы безмолвной планеты)
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
"Вне тихой планеты"
Вне этой тихой планеты, Вне этой тихой планеты все мы.
Высыхающие руки и тела о спасении умоляют. Земля разорена руками богов, что создали вы сами, Народы плачут под расколотыми небесами. Вы виновны, смерть – всем живым в наказание.
Вне этой тихой планеты Мечты покинутых. Вне этой тихой планеты Приходят демоны создания.
Убивающие поля, жернова разломаны равновесием, Отдельные жизни, масок больше нет, как и шансов на спасение. Измождённая мудрость выплёвывает горькую ненависть, Я обвиню тебя прежде, чем узнаешь за что. Теперь слишком поздно.