Emil Bulls - The Concubines Of Debauchery lyrics

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Emil Bulls - The Concubines Of Debauchery lyrics

It slips back to bad old ways the plague is coming home The concubines of debauchery Sing their slinky song The blood is pumping in our heads We're foaming at the mouth Like greedy dogs we're waiting for you to set us free Epiphany Won't you come...