Temple to the Art-God Lyrics
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Album | A Maze of Recycled Creeds(2015) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Technical Death Metal, Jazz |
Labels | Listenable Records |
Ranked | #86 for 2015 , #2,963 all-time |
Album rating : 89.2 / 100
Votes : 6
Votes : 6
2. Temple to the Art-God (4:19)
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-God
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-God
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