The Riddle Anthem Songtext / Lyric

The Riddle Anthem Songtext
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.

No he'll never never fight over you.