In a hidden valley where
the sunlight feared to land
Lived a lonely unicorn,
with a horn held in his hand
It wasn't crystal bright,
nor a beacon from the sky
It was detachable, a secret he must hide and deny
He would shed it nightly beneath the somber stars
Fearing to be rejected, confined by lonely bars
His silent footsteps echoed,
his gaze was full of plight
A pure heart dwelling always in the eternal night
Oh, the horn is gone, the echo of the dread!
The unicorn cries out, his inner light is fled
The darkest shadow creature,
stole his essential power
But the courage of his
spirit blossomed in that hour
He searches in the darkness
for a pathway to the light
His strength is not outside
him, but in the will to fight
A cold and chilling whisper, a cruel and icy foe
Stole his very essence, where did his magic go?
Vulnerable and stripped bare,
without his former grace
He had to face the truth and
start to leave that place
Through shadowy dark pathways,
where forgotten names reside
Hope was slowly fading with nowhere left to hide
But in the deepest night, rejection met its end
Other lost and marginalized souls became
his friend
Different and unique, their bond became so strong
Learning true acceptance is where they all belong
At the forgotten castle, the final duel they faced
Not for worldly power, but for the truth embraced
Oh, the horn is gone, the echo of the dread!
The unicorn cries out, his inner light is fled
The darkest shadow creature,
stole his essential power
But the courage of his
spirit blossomed in that hour
He searches in the darkness
for a pathway to the light
His strength is not outside
him, but in the will to fight
He recovered his horn, but it was not the same
For his valiant heart was
the strength that overcame
The valley of the shadows was lit by shining truth
True magic is acceptance,
from childhood to old youth.