Voltaire Riding A Black Unicorn...
A darkness falls over the land It slays 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 favours 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 takes over your soul And makes you feel alone in the cold Find me and grab ahold This chalice, it overflows 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 reign 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.
