Depravity Favours the Bold

You know where to hide in, hide in it
 Depravity favours the bold
 Our sins are stubborn
 Our repentance weak
 Lavish our confessions
 Sins cleansed by tears
 Everyday a step closer towards Hell
 Without horror, through gloom that stinks
 Right here in the damned we cannot abide
 You cannot run, hide, hide, hide
 Depravity favours the bold
 Our sins are stubborn
 Our repentance weak
 Lavish our confessions
 Sins cleansed by tears
 Everyday a step closer towards Hell
 Without horror, through gloom that stinks
 If rape and poison, dagger and fire
 Have still not embroidered their pleasant designs
 On the banal canvas of our pitiable destinies
 It's because our souls, alas, are not bold enough
 Our sins are stubborn
 Our repentance weak
 Lavish our confessions
 Sins cleansed by tears
 Everyday a step closer towards Hell
 Without horror, through gloom that stinks
 Our sins are stubborn
 Our repentance weak
 Lavish our confessions
 Sins cleansed by tears
 Everyday a step closer towards Hell
 Without horror, through gloom that stinks