Luyện nghe bài hát Shat Out Of Hell

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

Far fairytale a deaths head on his sail
A light would not fail beneath her spell
But the was veiled when his decadence 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 led him on to the tainted gates of Babylon

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

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

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

pleasures 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 offerings made on a vulgar altar
And slowly, but surely the darkness like a falling star

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

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