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Holy Holy

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Holy, holy, holy
There is no other story
Holy, holy, holy
Its madness seeking the story

Hold me, hold me, hold me
Would you like to know me?
In time you fought enough to feel
Your only seeking as I need

For the joy and secrets I have stored
here I lay awaiting my reward
Attention for the blessing follow in count
Its ties that hold your mind and not give up

No patience can contain this
All human joy is precious
And I alone should know this
And everyone should notice

Holy, holy, Holy
There is no other story
It's madness seeking the story
We'll be who we want to be

For the joy and secrets I have stored
Here I lay awaiting my reward
Attention for the blessing follow in count
Its ties that hold your mind and not give up

I will give up
Why would you give up?
I will give up
Why would you give up?
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