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
Before she met with in flames

Far from fairytale a deaths on his sail
A light that would not fail beneath her
But the crucifix was veiled his decadence prevailed
In a drench of red 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 gates of

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

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

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

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

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

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

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