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Deeper into the blue sky Illusionary dreams are whiter Wings scatter to a thousand pieces The original sin is bloodier The calling voice, farther We fulfill ouselves for the coming day The current breezes higher Eternity more, sapphire With our wandering memories The lake darkens The hymn sings out pure We awaken and open our eyes Sanctus : Angel Sanctuary |
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