Reborn
Long before darkness crept o'er the land,
And shadow came to rule,
Long before cruelty reached out his iron hand,
And the hearts of men became cruel,
The forests were full of things so pure,
That all evil was kept at bay,
For they contained creatures with hearts so sure,
That their bodies shone bright as day.
The bright ones, unicorns, guardians of truth,
Call them what you will,
They vanished while the world was still in its youth,
And their forests now lie cold and still.
With the guardians gone, with the bright light dimmed,
The world was surely doomed,
Their song was no longer heard on the wind,
And the evil shadow loomed,
It snatched the world, and it seized control,
It held it in its jaws,
All light it soon devoured whole,
The world was in its claws,
Yet hope remains, for unicorns,
The true ones, cannot die,
And someday someone will be born,
Who will find where they lie,
A quest awaits this special one,
To find the unicorns,
If they return, wrong is undone,
The world will be reborn.