Текст песни Shat Out Of Hell

Eclipsing violent centuries

Like a dark scar over France

Enter the nascent Gilles De Rais

A warrior and scholar

He fought for Joan Of Arc

Before she met with martyrdom in flames

Far from faerytale

A deathshead on his sail

A light that would not fail

Beneath her spell

But the crucifix was veiled

When his decadence prevailed

In a drench of red regailed

He was shat out of hell

Shat out Hell

Frozen in iniquity

A passion for awe in an age of grief

His wealth and power led him on

To the tainted gates of Babylon

Born beneath the howling stars

In a shower of golden Lys

A wolf-cub with the world between his sabre teeth

Torn between extremes of faith

The pious and the priests

He fed the Devil children like he threw his mastiffs meat

Far from faerytale

The coffin and the nail

Descending to the pale

Under the spell

Of alchemists who failed

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In a drench of red regaled

He was shat out of Hell

Saht out of Hell

Grown so morbid without war

The wine corrupted, nightmares spored

His Lord's betrayal, played no more

He beat upon the Devil's door

Demanding pleasures to replace

Joan of Arc, her epic grace

Had set aflame his wolfheart with her truth

And when she died, his life of pride

Was lost to God and in his crimes

He turned to raising Satan with the proof

Soon noghtly, unsightly

Offerings were made on a vulgar altar

And slowly, but surely

The darkness answered like a falling star

Far from faerytle

Insanity exhaled

A full-blown winter gale

Under it's spell

Innocents assailed

Were entered and impailed

In a drench of red regaled

He was shat out of Hell

Shat out of Hell

Perverse, seductive, cruel as sin

An egotist, he mourned

Both war and glory, schooled to win

Whatever bored imagination spawned