Insurrection

He implores all of you
He kneels before you
Let this being outside of your rage and your hits
He proclaims himself: 'Holy Knight'

When he opened his trembling arms
Freeing himself of the oppression
Which gripped him, he saw the rising spirits around him

I implore all of you, I kneel before you, before you
Cause it's against you, brothers, I will fight
I'll fight for having desecrated the flesh, the flesh
Of the being for whom I live
For whom I'm ready to die

Under an unexplained spell, he moved forward
To the illuminated candled altar, he fused with the hot magic wax

And when, slowly, he consumed himself, human life leaving him
A being for whom I live
A being for whom I'm ready to die