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