paroles de chanson Into the Crypts of Rays - Celtic Frost
Years
of
plead,
behind
the
walls
Chambers
and
vaults,
scenes
of
fright
Unspoken
words,
in
pain
and
dread
140
lives
passed
his
hands
Gilles
De
Ray's...
the
perverted
son
The
holy
man
Into
the
crypts
of
Rays
Into
the
crypts
of
Rays
Into
the
crypts
of
Rays
Alluring
children
for
his
masses
Robbing
and
buying
young
souls
Sacrifice
to
morbid
demons
Satisfy
his
repulsive
sexual
lust
Gilles
De
Ray's...
the
perverted
son
The
holy
man
Into
the
crypts
of
Rays
Into
the
crypts
of
Rays
Into
the
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
the
crypts
of
Rays
Into
the
crypts
of
Rays
Into
the
crypts
of
Rays
Overdone
Mystism
And
desperate
Satanism
Are
just
one
small
step
apart
There's
no
human
scheme
in
the
beyond
Gilles
De
Ray's...
the
perverted
son
The
holy
man
Into
the
crypts
of
Rays
Into
the
crypts
of
Rays
Into
the
crypts
of
Rays
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