Morbid Glory (Gilles de Rais 1404-1440)

	As a hero into battle
	At the side of
	Joan of Arc
	Glorious Marshalls of
	France Gilles de
	Rais You were the one to insult an important priest
	Never afraid to face the enemy
	However when the night longs for
	Him shadows on the wall reflect scenes which cannot bare the light of day
	Appreciating aesthetic art and
	Alchemy But the most vile thoughts and desires poison his mind
	As a true
	Emperor of
	Lust Raping and slaughtering little boys, like a romance of
	Death kissing a decapitated
	Child's head
	But his end was approaching (so was)
	Execution but no fear
	He showed as (once) into battle