Celtic Frost - Into The Crypts Of Ray lyrics

Years of plead, behind the walls Chambers and vaults, Scenes of fright Unspoken Words, in pain and dread 140 lives pa**ed his hands Gilles De Ray's... The perverted son The holy man... Into Crypts of Rays... Into Crypts of Rays... Into Crypts of Rays... Alluring children for his ma**es Robbing and buying young souls Sacrifice to morbid demons Satisfy his repulsive s**ual lust Gilles De Ray's... The perverted son The holy man... Into Crypts of Rays... Into Crypts of Rays... Into Crypts of Rays... "So this is for the morbid one The braveless and sick Shivering laughter shrilled through the tombs Sexual offence and perverted rites Watching them limp and die... Wizards and darkness, Gilles' dreams Halfway came true..." As a late medieval's French marshall Unrestrained, with endless ambitions Personal guard for Jeanne D'Arc ...the rising of his soul to god... Gilles De Ray's... The perverted son The holy man... Into Crypts of Rays... Into Crypts of Rays... Into Crypts of Rays... Overdone Mystism and Desperate Satanism Are just one small step apart There's no human scheme in the beyond...