Текст песни Naer Mataron - The Great Meridian Tide
Naer Mataron - The Great Meridian Tide слова песни
Great star, your happiness is to shine for usWe bless you for this, my eagle and my snakeI am a prophet of the Thunder, the heavy drop from the cloudsThis thunder is me, the overman, of the eternal return, the MentorAnd the devil once told me:Even God has his own Hell, because of his love for the humanGod is dead!God is dead!God is dead!For his mercy for manThe great empire of manThe one-thousand-year-old kingdom of the overmanBeggars go away, we don`t want youThey left far away lamingNow that god lies in his grave, he rotsNow the superior humanBecomes masterWhat I disdain makes me hopeI enjoy inside me my great sin like it is my biggest comfortI am not the light for the time beingI will blind them with the thunder of my wisdomYou great star, deep of happinessMy eagle has awaken, as I honor the sunOur fingernails are reaching out for the new lightThe lion has come; my children are by my sideThe time has come