Below is the lyrics of the song The Concubines Of Debauchery , artist - Emil Bulls with translation
Original text with translation
Emil Bulls
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…
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