Into the furnace let me go alone; br Stay you without in terror of the heat. br I will go naked in--for thus ''tis sweet-- br Into the weird depths of the hottest zone. br I will not quiver in the frailest bone, br You will not note a flicker of defeat; br My heart shall tremble not its fate to meet, br My mouth give utterance to any moan. br The yawning oven spits forth fiery spears; br Red aspish tongues shout wordlessly my name. br Desire destroys, consumes my mortal fears, br Transforming me into a shape of flame. br I will come out, back to your world of tears, br A stronger soul within a finer frame.