Your Unicorn Friend

 

Each night I lay down in the comfort of my lair

I wander the Grey in a magical chair

I meet wretched creatures with skin white as snow

And long flowing hair made of gold

Long flowing hair made of gold

 

(Chorus)

Your wretched music bugs the shit out of me

The trees wave happily in time

There is no defense, no escape from me

Slaughtering Elves in a dream

 

I pop out of nowhere, I loom in the sky

If they don’t wake screaming then in dreams they die

Your unicorn friend suddenly looks like me

And gores you by the shore of the sea

And gores you by the shore of the sea

(Chorus)

 

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