Grégoire Hetzel - Incendies
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O man,
O brothers,
he who is a firstling
is ever sacrificed.
Now, however, are we firstlings.
We all bleed on secret sacrificial altars.
We all burn
We all burn
in honor of ancient idols.
O man,
O brothers,
not backward
not backward
shall your nobility gaze,
but outward!
Exiles shall you be from all fatherlands and forefather-lands!