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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