Morbid Funeral - Into the Crypt of Rays (Celtic Frost cover) Lyrics


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 Rais... the perverted son

 The holy man... hanged by nobility

 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 Rais... the perverted son

 The holy man... hanged by nobility

 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 Rais... the perverted son

 The holy man... hanged by nobility

 Into The Crypts of Rays...



Overdone Mystism and

 Desperate Satanism (Ha!)

 Are just one small step apart

 There's no human scheme in the beyond...



Gilles De Rais... the perverted son

 The holy man... hanged by nobility

 Into The Crypts of Rays...