Satan from Nassau by Nassau

Girls and boys come gather round and accept my love
Upon the pain of death
For to doubt my manifest benevolence
Will cost you your last breath

On my throne, beyond all question
To doubt me is heresy
Your soul is, seduced by Satan
You’ll doom us all

All my greed, my jealousy, my fraudulent hypocrisy
Yet you are the enemy
All my greed, my jealousy, my fraudulent hypocrisy
Yet you are the enemy

Share with me the dreams you’ve made, l will demonstrate
How it’s all relative
Let me take your fears away, it will earn you the
Nothing I have to give

On my throne, beyond all reason
Breathing in suffering
You smell of counter revolution
Among us now

All my greed, my jealousy, my fraudulent hypocrisy
Yet you are the enemy
All my greed, my jealousy, my fraudulent hypocrisy
Yet you are the enemy

• Death Metal
• Melodic
• Metal
• Progressive
• Technical
• mixed genre
• Edinburgh