Softly Moses

Softly Moses speaks

Quietly to sleep

Easter Sunday never tasted so bitter

Lonely in the dark

Images creep past

Bright pink

Purple blue

Green and black

Despair oh holy day

We cross down sorrow's way

Weep weep

We are the slaves on Easter Sunday

Oh I wish that I could die for thee

On a technicolour calvary

Egypt would be ours

Ten thousand years of peace

Where happiness would lie

Madness bids me say not all that

Rises is of God

For shame and guilt

All owe it to me

Administer it like a pill

Father heals none

One Easter Sunday

Sister brother sister

Fall on to your knees

The blush of the flower tastes of false gods and trickery

Mercy mercy my son you belong to me

Oh moses save my empty my empty soul

And i wish that i could die for thee

On a technicolor calvary

Egypt would be ours

Ten thousand years of peace

Softly Moses speak

Quiet me to sleep

Easter sunday never tasted so bitter