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