Medley: From Blues to Black (live)

Into The Crypts Of Rays/ Call From The Grave/ Witching Hour/ From Blues To Black (Into The Crypts Of Rays) 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 Rays... 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 Rays... the perverted son The holy man... hanged by nobility Into The Crypts of Rays... (Call From The Grave) God of Heaven Hear my cries of anguish, I'm in pain I've suffered a thousand deaths but I live on in vain Death would greet with eternal sleep My soul would come to peace My life had ceased The time was come Can no-one hear my plea Lowered down in the moistened ground Into the dark and cold My heartbeat the only sound Pain tears my limbs and soul I scream for mercy Hear my cries Oh, Lord don't abandon me I'm so tired Grant me the eternal sleep I tear at the lid I'm suffering In a cold and nameless grave Buried and forgotten In a cold and nameless grave If Hell is what awaits me I feel no fright Buried and forgotten In a cold and nameless grave If there's a God in heaven Hear my call from the grave...... (Witching Hour) Come hear the moon is calling, The witching hour draws near, Come hear the bell is tolling, Mortals run in fear, Prepare the altar now and hear the virgin cry, Hold fast the sacrifice, For now it's the time to die All hell breaks loose, Hell's breaking loose. Unveil the pentagram, And feel the demons lust, Come watch the holy men, Who look on in disgust, Come taste blood, And feel the heat of Satan's breath, Look in the sky's and see, The warriors of death. All hell breaks loose, Hell's breaking loose, Witching hour. Our work is now complete, The blood runs fast and free, And Satan takes his bride, And cry's of blasphemy, All hell rejoices at the child, That she will bear, And Satan’s only son, Shall be the worlds despair. All hell breaks loose, Hell's breaking loose, Witching hour. (From Blues To Black) ?