Luyện nghe bài hát Shat Out Of Hell

Eclipsing violent like a dark scar over France
Enter the Gilles de Rais
A and a scholar, he fought for Joan of Arc
Before she met with martyrdom in

Far from a deaths head on his sail
A light that not fail beneath her spell
But the crucifix was veiled when his decadence
In a of red regaled he was shat out of hell, shat out of hell

Frozen in iniquity, a passion for awe in an age of
His wealth and power led him on to the tainted of Babylon

Born beneath the howling in a shower of golden Lys
A wolf cub with the between his saber teeth
Torn between extremes of faith, the pious and the
He fed the devil children he fed his mastiffs

Far from fairytale the coffin and the
Descending to the pale under the
Of who failed to clench the menstrual grail
In a drench of red regaled he was shat out of hell, shat out of

Grown so morbid war, the wine corrupted, nightmares spored
His betrayal played no more, he beat upon the devil's door

Demanding pleasures to replace Joan of Arc, her grace
Had set aflame his wolf with her truth
And when she died, his of pride was lost to God and in his crimes
He to raising Satan with the proof

Soon nightly, offerings were made on a vulgar altar
And slowly, but surely the darkness answered like a falling

Far from fairytale exhaled
A full winter gale under it's spell
Innocents assailed were entered and
In a drench of red he was shat out of hell, shat out of hell

Perverse, seductive, as sin, an egotist, he mourned
Both war and glory, schooled to win whatever imagination spawned