Rise

Rise
Miguel Serrano,
Rise
With Wings of Absolute Man
Rise above the shadows of Friendship,
Rise above the ruins of this betrayed
Chile
That no longer exists,
That no longer exists
But a further into the far south,
Even beyond the Islands of Death.
Onward to the Andes
Dawn Walker,
Soul Walker,
Depart to the Andes and awake
for your departure,
She expects your loyalty
And the rising blood of A-mor
In your final rite,
Climb the rock pointing outward,
Your Destination,
UR,
The tomb of your Resurrection
and blanket us until the earth and the sun are no more,
With your blue eyes overflowing with light,
Cold and heat,
And the last vestige of your A-mor
Is Inside us.
Oh! Return Path,
The bridges are but ghost today,
Everything is away,
And the waters are deeper than yesterday,
Nobody who slept reaches this rock,
The archipelagos are opened for you,
Tides fall southernly,
And the horns of Mount fall within you in this ending,
RU.
In the Oasis I hear your secret name and the other,
They call you Miguel!
Lilies burning on the ice,
The wait is sinking into oblivion,
She receives your loyalty.
And your innermost Voice
Only invoking hallucinative Totality
Never once imagined,
Rise above us
Father.
And it will be the pilgrimage from your nostalgic followers
your only permanency,
your last gesture.
Arise Giant of the Andes today,
Arise and awake
Pilgrim of Return
Arise and awake
Miguel Serrano,
Revives from the fear Kristos of the Andes,
Looking at the new Sun Rise
The Midnight Sun Arises
And revives - NOS.



(Translated by Fr. Jason)