Luyện nghe bài hát Shat Out Of Hell

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

Far from fairytale a deaths on his sail
A that would not fail beneath 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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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