riding a black unicorn...

a darkness falls over the land, enslaves with a wave of its hand, and i try to see, the light through the disease, i tried to get up on my feet, been so long, shackled down on my knees, for somewhere deep inside, i know, that fate favors the bold, so tonight, i'm riding a black unicorn, down the side of an erupting volcano, and i drink, drink, drink, from a chalice filled, with the laughter of small children, when darkness is drowning your soul, and makes you feel alone in the cold, find me, and grab ahold, this chalice, it overflows, so tonight, you're riding a black unicorn, down the side of an erupting volcano, and you drink, drink, drink, from a chalice filled, with the laughter of small children, lords of strength and gods of might, hand over the reins, bless our path, that tonight, we find the will to break these chains, and ride!, so tonight, we're riding our black unicorns, down the side of an erupting volcano, and we drink, drink, drink, from a chalice filled, with the laughter of small children, and the blood and tears of our enemies