riding a black unicorn...
voltaire
a darkness falls over the land
enslaves with a wave of its hand
the light through the disease
i tried to get up on my feet
shackled down on my knees
for somewhere deep inside
that fate favors the bold
i'm riding a black unicorn
down the side of an erupting volcano
with the laughter of small children
when darkness is drowning your soul
and makes you feel alone in the cold
you're riding a black unicorn
down the side of an erupting volcano
with the laughter of small children
lords of strength and gods of might
we find the will to break these chains
we're riding our black unicorns
down the side of an erupting volcano
with the laughter of small children
and the blood and tears of our enemies