Beyond that, which is known to man,
There is a world in fairy land.
All those creatures, made of magic,
If one’s lost, it’s not that tragic.
But, there's one, that has the power,
To give you life or make you cower.
If you drink its sacred blood,
You’ll live forever with blood of mud.
The sacred animal will grant your wish,
But it will make your soul unwish.
The blood itself is pure as gold,
And it makes your lips feel cold.
All these creatures made of magic,
Find this very much nostalgic.
So trust me please, I warn you now,
I know the consequence, I had to vow.
The Curse would be there unless I cry,
But the real tears come only when you die.
Don’t do the wrong as I have done,
Or else I’ll haunt your life and everyone.
Do Not, Don't Ever drink this sacred blood,
For if you do…
Drink the Unicorn's blood,
You’ll live forever with blood of mud.