Luyện nghe bài hát Shat Out Of Hell

Eclipsing violent centuries 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 from fairytale a deaths head on his
A light that not fail beneath her spell
But the crucifix was when his decadence prevailed
In a drench of red regaled he was shat out of hell, out of hell

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

beneath the howling 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 he fed his mastiffs

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

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

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

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

Far from fairytale exhaled
A full blown winter gale 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
war and glory, schooled to win whatever bored imagination spawned