Letra da Música Slave Morality de Zarathustra

Born without instinct, without selfishness
No will to power, to become wise
The inferior way of the slave is the failed hope in a god who never existed

The world is created by dreams
Reality is a long vale, without summits
Hypocritical beings are contemtible
The heritage is pathetic

To go without croaches is impossible
The freedom of free speech is supressed
Morality controls all acts
Blind faith determines the life

I HATE YOUR SLAVE MORALITY

Try to carve forgiving gods
Driven by one purpose, fear of death
Ignorance destroyed 'em
Blind and unable to see the truth

A divine paradise already died
Their heaven is in flames
Gods are dethroned
If they know the truth