Candlemass A Cry From The Crypt
Hear the cry the cry of tormented pain a voice darker than evil the deadly moaning of hell Oh no! the unborn has tasted no light Sharing the rest of the dead not aware of the years that go by Lurking in the shadows twisted shape of creeping terror guarding something special gone since ages, dead and buried .. dead and buried There's a cry from the crypt There's a cry from the crypt It has been there for a thousand years a lonely, lost and suffering soul shedding all its black tears faithful beyond death cries of pain you hear from the crypt below the one the being loved so much has turned into dust
