Lyrics and translation Emil Bulls - The Concubines of Debauchery
It
slips
back
to
bad
old
ways
the
plague
is
coming
home
Ça
revient
aux
vieilles
habitudes,
la
peste
revient
à
la
maison
The
concubines
of
debauchery
Les
concubines
de
la
débauche
Sing
their
slinky
song
Chantent
leur
chanson
aguicheuse
The
blood
is
pumping
in
our
heads
Le
sang
pompe
dans
nos
têtes
We′re
foaming
at
the
mouth
On
bave
à
la
bouche
Like
greedy
dogs
we're
waiting
for
you
to
set
us
free
Comme
des
chiens
gourmands,
on
attend
que
tu
nous
libères
Epiphany
Épiphanie
Won′t
you
come...
Ne
viendras-tu
pas...
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1
We Don't Believe in Ifs
2 The Concubines of Debauchery
3 Epiphany
4 Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea
5 The Jaws of Oblivion
6 Not Tonight Josephine
7 Battle Royal
8 I Bow to You
9 The Saddest Man on Earth Is the Boy Who Never Weeps
10 All Systems Go
11 Lessons from Losses
12 The Knight In Shining Armour
13 Ghosts
14 Dancing On the Moon
2 The Concubines of Debauchery
3 Epiphany
4 Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea
5 The Jaws of Oblivion
6 Not Tonight Josephine
7 Battle Royal
8 I Bow to You
9 The Saddest Man on Earth Is the Boy Who Never Weeps
10 All Systems Go
11 Lessons from Losses
12 The Knight In Shining Armour
13 Ghosts
14 Dancing On the Moon
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