| After religion and lordship, art was yet to be destroyed
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| We lost the standards but I found them again
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| I do believe in the ideal, in tradition, in a noble power structure
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| Our task is to discard all three abominations
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| That lead us to the doctrine of decay
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| I predict a miracle! |
| A rose will rise and open growing
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| I predict a miracle! |
| Here will triumph the mystic triad of artistry
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| Art is the great mystery
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| When effort leads to a masterpiece
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| Divine rays descend, like on the altar
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| Art is the real empire
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| When the human hand draws a perfect line
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| Angels descend, to mirror themselves
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| Art is the great miracle
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| This is the evidence of our timelessness
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| Art-God, the last reflection from heaven of our downfall
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| I predict a miracle! |
| A rose will rise and open growing
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| I predict a miracle! |
| Here will triumph the mystic triad of artistry
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| After belief and discipline, creation was yet to be wasted
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| We lost the standards but I found them again
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| Those dark times made us forget that art is invested with a holy mission
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| It shall create the path to redemption for the salvation of mankind
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| The great revelation
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| The gallery is the new church
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| Weak conferences are preached
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| Works are the mirrors of light
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| And the watchers are disciples
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| I predict a miracle! |
| A rose will rise and open growing
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| I predict a miracle! |
| Embracing the divine cross of salvation
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| I predict a miracle! |
| Here will triumph the mystic triad of artistry |