Nightcore - Last unicorn lyrics

When the last eagle flies Over the last crumbling mountains And the last lion roars At the last dusty fountain In the shawdow of the forest Though she may be old and worn They will stare unbelivingy at the last unicorn When the first breath of winter Through the flowers is icing And you look to the north And a pale moon is rising And it seems like all is dying And would leave the world to mourn In the distance hear the laughter Of the last unicorn End