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I see in the night of my soul

Your great and cold towers

Pandemonium, growing up to the burning sky

I see over seas and mountains

Deeply in my veins

Profondly in my veins, in my heart

Your great and cold towers.

Hear my voice, hear my voice!

The wind is furious this night

Fog is oppressive, my thoughts are depressive

Guide me in my unholy path

Be my light in my unholy path

see in the night of my soul

Your great and cold towers

Pandemonium, growing up to the burning sky