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For Whom the Bell Toll's

They pier at the Chapel We praise the Lord It is filled with Grace All over the place ---- Ties their any reason why They call for restoration A resting place for those Who died Those stqanding In good relation ------ There are Golden Tall ices' For the joy of His Grace And for those who seek' Absolution This is the place ------ They even have Stained windows' Which represent His face Fore life doth have meaning Such an awesome place ------ When I do ask my-self How long shall the meeting last Standing by The middle of the stained glass ------ So, let the Bell toll -Fore- The man who ring's the bell Where the Bell Toll call's Can ring all over the World Searching for people who listen' To those people Fore those people really care GF

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