Lletres: Penumbra. Insurection.

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,
in this place I remember proclaim myself: Holy Knight
cause it's against you, brothers, I will fight
for having desecrated the flesh,
Of the being for whom I live
For whom I'm ready to die...to die...

I implore all of you, I kneel before you, before you!
cause it's against you, brothers, I will fight, I 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,
the human life leaving him

A being for whom I live
A being for whom I'm ready to die
A being for whom I live
A being for whom I'm ready to die
I'm ready to die
I'm ready to die