Tower ! Tower ! Rising high In the deepness of the sky Object of the human pride Mankind you will divide
Mankind ! Purblind ! Can't you hear Storm & might that you should fear Only meant to built a shrine Your slaves will be chastised
(Presumptuous men always try to rise to the sky, seeking power. They can't realize they are but men. Every stone added to their creation takes men higher in the sky, but further from reality)
Vanity, has taken control of your mind Inanity, rules a perennial strife
Can't understand, don't listen anymore Harmony's lost, confusion blurs the world
Turris caeli, Gloria
Tower ! Tower ! Shades of light Burning dark sight in the night Object of inhuman pride Worship is left behind
(Arrogance and vanity steer the weak toward strengh, money and power. They no longer care about their spirit. They wanted to rise a temple devoted to the greatness of God, but conceit diverted them from their aim)
Do you think you can - scale the sky Do you think you will - by material ways
Renewal of the rent primordial axis Wholeness of the three worlds: heavens, earth, underground
Can't understand, don't listen anymore Tyrany, frost, delusion lies the world
Volition is a mark left by the Lord on his creation, an unhindered absolute power. But without any external control, as resulting from individual thoughts, this power becomes endless, 'cause always free.
What do you think you can't be When even God can't change your mind ?
Still you don't understand, scattered and confused Locked in yourself, you don't listen anyway