Quench the thirst that lies within
Quench the lust and try to bring
Fast death to ever present sin.
Purge the wicked from your soul,
Purge the mundane thoughts that stole
That precious seed of art.

Then bring it back, and proud present
To blinded man its vast extent:
The beauty lost was found again;
Its grandeur now will end the reign,
Will kill the animal in men
And free us of that simpleton!