Slaves

The people
The same as who in the global tyranny and disbelief
Have chopped
Why not grab're
The God rope
Why not get help from Own intellect
On his way to find
The all the dead, without a goal in his life and without thought in human perfection crossing of the route your

And do not follow any destination
The those who have no one you did not create?
The those who do not know any religion meet?
And the material world who you're useless patterns
Wake up
If you are philanthropist
Goodness yourself
To reach their shout