The Riddle Anthem歌词

Near a tree by a river There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion There's a wrong and a right
Near a tree by a river There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion There's a wrong and a right
Near a tree by a river There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion There's a wrong and a right
Near a tree by a river There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion There's a wrong and a right
But he’ll never mean to fight on you