Satan's Slave

Spazsquatch

A song based on… or at least the title of, the 1982 Indonesian horror film Pengabdi Setan aka Satan’s Slave. I’ll admit that I have not seen the film (yet) and I’m 100% sure there is nothing other than the title but I’m writing songs for each of the episodes of the Neon Brainiacs podcast as an exercise.

(VERSE)
She’s the kind of sin, that’s best kept out of sight
and she’ll devour me whole, when we turn out the lights
So I’ll toss the dice, to play that perverse game
A chance for her touch is worth all the shame

(PRE-CHORUS)
Well she might be my downfall
But for a moment I’ll be flying high
I know it’s just illusion taking over
But all I want is to comply

(CHORUS)
Cause I’m a prisoner, under her control,
Bound in her chains, she’s got a hold on my soul.
A devilish way for mixing pleasure with pain.
In her grip there’s no escape, I’m just Satans Slave.

(VERSE)
Her allure is potent, her powers so discrete
Every promise that she makes, oozing with deceit
Lost within her maze, there’s no way i can navigate
Bound by her whims, my will she manipulates

(PRE-CHORUS)
She’s the architect of chaos
Building castles on the shifting sands
I can see the darkness lying beneath the grin
and yet still all I want is to obey her command

(CHORUS)
Cause I’m a prisoner, under her control,
Bound in her chains, she’s got a hold on my soul.
A devilish way for mixing pleasure with pain.
In her grip there’s no escape, I’m just Satans Slave.

(BRIDGE)
In her darkness, I’ve lost my way,
In her embrace, I’m led astray.
She’s my finish, but she’s the start,
She’s the craving that fills my lonely heart.
She’s the riddle, that can’t be solved
She’s the depth, that I’ll sink for love
A paradox, that consumes my soul
I ought to stop but I can’t let go

(CHORUS)
I’m a prisoner, under her control,
Bound in her chains, she’s got a hold on my soul.
A devilish way for mixing pleasure with pain.
In her grip there’s no escape, I’m just Satans Slave.

(OUTRO)
In her hands, my conscience fades away,
Loss of control is the price that I pay.
I’m temptations slave and I don’t have the fight,
in the rush of the moment the trade-off seems alright.