GAMES

LYRIC QUIZ

click here for more info on this cd
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


track10
the rift
by
from their album


TRY THE NEXT ONE BELOW ...
“Just a mile or so away is my dearest frind in this world. He wears the blue and I the grey, and God it hurts me so. The last time we were together, I grabbed his hand and I pledged, if I ever draw my sword on you, may the good Lord strike me dead...”
© 1998 - 2025 RATHOLE.com