Luyện nghe bài hát Shat Out Of Hell

Eclipsing centuries like a dark scar over France
the nascent 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 would not fail her spell
But the was veiled when his decadence prevailed
In a drench of red he was shat out of hell, shat out of hell

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

Born beneath the howling stars in a 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 he fed his mastiffs

Far from the coffin and the nail
Descending to the pale the spell
Of alchemists who 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 Lord's betrayal played no more, he beat upon the devil's

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

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

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

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