Luyện nghe bài hát Shat Out Of Hell

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

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

in iniquity, a passion for awe in an age of grief
His wealth and led him on to the tainted gates 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 children like he fed his mastiffs

Far from the coffin and the nail
to the pale under the spell
Of alchemists who failed to clench the grail
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 beat upon the devil's

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

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

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

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