Reverend HF what have you done in the name of Christ
In the veins of history a desire for some love
Poor nanny in a night of doom drained her soul for good
Blinded by the bride of Christ but no one knows for sure
You are the colours in my life
Profane the feeble mind of innocence
You are the colours in my head
The redeemer of my life for life
Prophecy of Tirsa made by bride of Christ
Sets the Pentecostals on its limit and on its edge
You never will find the truth Tirsa rules their world
All wrapped in obscurity a religion of our time
You are the colours in my life
Profane the feeble mind of innocence
You are the colours in my head
The redeemer of my life for life
You are holding on to something now you're loosing faith
That emptiness you have inside means a lot of pain
You never really called it off but someone took your soul
You never could be hole again 'cause you are struck for good
You are the colours in my life
Profane the feeble mind of innocence
You are the colours in my head
The redeemer of my life for life
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