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