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Holy, holy, holy |
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There is no other story |
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Holy, holy, holy |
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It is blindly seeking my story |
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Holy, holy, holy |
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Would you like to know me? |
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And don't fall unless to free |
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And lonely seeking as they need |
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Further choice and secrets our heart stores |
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We are the only way in my real world |
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A children for the blessed, for an old count |
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A tri-star upon your mind in my delight |
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All they say is, can we contain this? |
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A human, you're his precious |
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And I, oh sure, know this |
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When everyone should know this |
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Holy, holy, holy |
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There is no other story |
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It is blindly seeking my story |
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We will be who we want to be |
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Further choice and secrets our heart store |
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We are the only way in my real world |
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A children for the blessed, for an old count |
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A tri-star upon your mind in my delight |
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Ah, you will be mine |
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Ah, you will be mine |
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Ah, you will be mine |
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Ah, you will be mine |