Epiphany - Emil Bulls

Just a little bit closer, save us, guide us, keep us warm, just protect us from

our inner self,

Closer, save us, guide us, keep us warm, just protect us from our inner self.

It’s feeding time

Give us all the things we lust for

Still our greed with all you got

And then give us some more

We’re at the gates

Now open sesame

We can’t get enough

Oh won’t you come?

Just a little bit closer, save us, guide us, keep us warm, just protect us from

our inner self

Closer, save us, guide us, keep us warm, just protect us from our inner self.

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.

Devil may care

Abstemiousness go fuck you

Hedonism is the most faithful friend on our dissolute crusade

We gang together

Like bees round the honey pot

Give us your blood

Oh won’t you come?

Give us booze, give us birds, give us gold

And ivory gluttony revelry come on open sesame, now open sesame

We need supplies to overindulge.