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 miltia 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 its 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 its 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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