Music Association Game

Over the hills and far away: Nightwish



They came for him one winter's night. Arrested, he was bound.
They said there had been a robbery, his pistol had been found.
They marched him to the station house, he waited for the dawn.
And as they led him to the dock, he knew that he'd been wronged.
You stand accused of robbery, he heard the bailiff say.
He knew without an alibi, tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom.
 

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