Great star, your happiness is to shine for us
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We bless you for this, my eagle and my snake
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I am a prophet of the Thunder, the heavy drop from the clouds
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This thunder is me, the overman, of the eternal return, the Mentor
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And the devil once told me:
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Even God has his own Hell, because of his love for the human
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God is dead!
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God is dead!
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God is dead!
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For his mercy for man
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The great empire of man
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The one-thousand-year-old kingdom of the overman
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Beggars go away, we don't want you
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They left far away laming
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Now that god lies in his grave, he rots
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Now the superior human
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Becomes master
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What I disdain makes me hope
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I enjoy inside me my great sin like it is my biggest comfort
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I am not the light for the time being
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I will blind them with the thunder of my wisdom
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You great star, deep of happiness
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My eagle has awaken, as I honor the sun
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Our fingernails are reaching out for the new light
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The lion has come; my children are by my side
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The time has come
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The Great Meridian Tide
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Naer Mataron |