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Man aspires to be the superman Aspires to the ungovernable He longs to be almost a nihilistic being The past belongs to me tomorrow There's someone who was born posthumously I vomit the cross that destroys conscience I deplore the one who lives on poverty Man aspires to be the superman Although they disapprove of him Although they condemn him The past belongs to me tomorrow There's someone who was born posthumously I vomit the cross that destroys conscience I deplore the one who lives on poverty The good God and the Devil are products of decadence Convictions imprison you Compassion dies on you Forget the prodigy Forsake the humility Forage the identity Man aspires to be the superman Malefactor hope; weak spirit Passive intelligence; dark dependence I vomit the cross that destroys conscience I deplore the one who lives on poverty The good God and the Devil are products of decadence Chorus... Foresee the infamy Based on Nietzsche's books: The Antichrist & Thus Spoke Zarathustra