GAMES

LYRIC QUIZ

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The circle you are in has lost it's form. On tainted wings you fly above the thorns, angels in the wind cut you down and watch as you fall to the ground


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“Still searching for our way, our way through the dark. Mountains we left behind, the fire and it's spark. Fighting the spell, drowning coins into the wishing well. Dreams turned to Nightmares and Heaven turned to Hell.”
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