White man came across the sea
Brought us pain and misery
Killed our tribes killed our creed
Took our game for his own need

We fought him hard we fought him well
Out on the plains we gave him hell
But many came too much for Cree
Oh will we ever be set free?

Riding through dustclouds and barren wastes
Galloping hard on the plains
Chasing the redskins back to their holes
Fighting them at their own game
Murder for freedom a stab in the back
Women and children and cowards attack

Run to the hills run for your lives
Run to the hills run for your lives

Soldier blue on the barren wastes
Hunting and killing their game
Raping the women and wasting the men
The only good Indians are tame
Selling them whisky and taking their gold
Enslaving the young and destroying the old

Run to the hills run for your lives
Run to the hills run for your lives
Run to the hills run for your lives...

On the run kill to eat
You're starving now you're dead on your feet
Going all the way nature's beast
Do what I want as I please

Run fight to breathe it's tough
Now you see me now you don't
Break the walls I'm coming out

Not a prisoner I'm a free man
And my blood is my own now
Don't care where the past was
I know where I'm going ... out

If you kill me it's self defence
If I kill you then I call it vengeance
Spit in your eye I will defy
You'll be afraid when I call out your name

I'm not a number I'm a free man
I'll live my life how I want to
You'd bettor scratch me from your black book
Cos I'll run rings round you

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 
(3:51-Solo: Janick Gers) 
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