Luyện nghe bài hát Shat Out Of Hell

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

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

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

beneath the howling stars in a shower of golden Lys
A wolf cub with the world between his saber
Torn between of faith, the pious and the priests
He fed the devil children like he fed his

Far fairytale the coffin and the nail
Descending to the under the spell
Of alchemists who failed to clench the menstrual
In a drench of red he was shat out of hell, shat out of hell

Grown so morbid without war, the corrupted, nightmares spored
His Lord's betrayal played no more, he upon the devil's door

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

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

Far from insanity exhaled
A blown winter gale under it's spell
Innocents assailed entered and impaled
In a drench of red regaled he was shat out of hell, out of hell

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