| Screams of terror behind the walls | |
| Chambers and vaults scenes of fright | |
| Unspoken words of pain and dead | |
| 140 lives past his hands | |
| Gille de Ray - Perverted son, holy man | |
| Into the crypts of Rays | |
| Alluring children for his masses | |
| Robbing and buying young souls | |
| Sacrifice them to morbid demons | |
| Satisfy his sexual lust | |
| Gille De Ray... | |
| So this is for the morbid ones, the braveless and sick | |
| Shivering laughter shrilled through the tombs | |
| Sexual offense and perverted rites | |
| Watching them limp and die | |
| Wizards and darkness - Gille dreams | |
| Halfway came through | |
| As a late medieval french marshall | |
| Unrestrainted with endless ambitions | |
| Personal guard for Jeanne d'Arc | |
| The rising of his soul to god | |
| Gille de Ray... | |
| Overdone mysticism | |
| And desperate satanism | |
| Are just one small step apart | |
| There is no human scheme in the beyond | |
| Gille de Ray... |