Hell-bound lying’s made me slipp’ry Year by year the same old empty Pleasures caught in furtive snatches Oscillate with guilt, regret and Cynicism born of habit. Right from wrong I know too well, but Iron-hearted judge my neighbours. Troubled thoughts about my sins I Exorcise in mercy’s name. Come to me you tired people Haunted by your secret shame, Rose I not to give you life? I am love; I ne’er stopped loving Self-destructive you. Oh, let me Take your broken heart and heal it. Hopeless, wretched, undeserving. You’re too good for me – too pure! Please, I beg you, go from me, you Overwhelm me with your light that Clearly shows my inner darkness. Rung by rung I climbed right down Into things I knew were wrong and Tired at the bottom lack the Energy to get me back. Child, the price has long been paid; Holiness for prisoners slain; Ransomed even you, my child. In my arms you ever were – Soiled clothes I’ve come to wash and Take your soul and set it free.