I heed the warrior's call It's time to act now Let us cross the dagger and the rose Let us form a holy militia To revive the nobility of mankind
Angels at our side O Parsifal Now let your trumpets blow
Here we restore The cult of the ideal In all it's splendor Religion became art to talk to the masses Art shall turn into religion To speak to the elite
O Parsifal Now let your trumpets blow
Open the door of the temple The temple to the Art-God
If the thinkers crystallize reflection Come what may Artists must glorify reality
Conquer We have to conquer the city of light Conquer We might be few against many But i can feel But i can feel the angel's breath
By our side While some deride my exertions I am the harbinger of a new religion
Beauty is the purpose Art is the means The only single rule to follow Is the ideal
Angels are at our side O Parsifal Now let your trumpets blow
Here we restore The cult of the ideal In all it's splendor We shelter only what summons all perfections The lordy rapture will survive The piety of the past
O Parsifal Now let your trumpets blow
Open the door of the temple The temple to the Art-GodTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
