Il Divino by The Pedestrians Lyrics

As I look out, out across this battlefield, I hope my wounds will heal over time
So I’ll stretch out in stark white and oh so pale
You can see every last detail
See my lines

As I gaze out, consternation on my face
Someone take me from this place for all time
So please write down whatever happens on this day
So that all the world may say victory was mine

They’ll call me an artist, divine with a purpose to my hand
They’ll call me a genius
A Renaissance, Renaissance man

Hammer in my hand and a chisel in my fist, etch the pupils in your eyes so you can see me
Tell me stone, whisper to me, what do you wanna be?
Lay it out, then sweep away the debris

As he’s laid down, oh so small across my knee, smaller than I thought he’d be, but still a man
Carve our shapes out, place my hand beneath his head
Remove these wounds and place instead your master plan
As I reach out, newer than what’s always been, catch the spark alone from him, alive I stand
It is done, now, the Grand Experiment begins
From my mind and from within your steady hand