 
        
         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