Olde to the Unicorn Prince
A Unicorns of Balinor Poam
When once he gazed upon the shore
Without fear forever more
His golden body gleaming in the sun
His bronze horn piercing the sun
Sunchaser lord of the animals, heir to a throne
Mighty defender of Balinor
Son to the Bronze herd
Golden hooves dance upon the shore
Waiting, seeking, hearing
A distant call of freedom
On another lands homeshores
Oh what it is to feel free forever!
To feel enternity on thy skin!
To never die nor grow old
A unicorn's call, calls from distant shores
Olde to the Unicorn Prince