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Fools desire the things forbidden us... Of this rule we are all prisoners In the empire of the senses... In the empire of the senses... Is there life beyond the curtain? All these things are so uncertain... In the empire of the senses, In the empire of the senses... Break the rule of outside stimulus... Storm the gates and free the prisoner... From the empire of the senses, From the empire of the senses...
Writer(s): Bill Nelson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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