Insurection

He implores all of you,He kneels before you,Let this being outsideOf your rage and your hitsHe proclaims himself: When he opened his trembling arms,Freeing himself of the oppressionWhich gripped him,He saw the rising spirits around himI implore all of you, i kneel before you,Before youCause it's against you, brothers, i will fightI'll fight for having desecrated the flesh,The fleshOf the being for whom i liveFor whom i'm ready to dieUnder an unexplained spell,He moved forwardTo the illuminated candled altar,He fused with the hot magic waxAnd when, slowly, he consumed himself,Human life leaving himA being for whom i liveA being for whom i'm ready to die