Ever since I was a young boy
I've prayed to the crimson ball
At temples in the Glowline
I must have prayed in them all
But I ain't seen nothing like him
In any Pelorian hall
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure rides a mean kunkorn
He sits there like a statue
Becomes cruel and rhino-mean
Not feeling any kindness and
His horn is always keen
He rides by intuition
The Alakorings fall
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure rides a mean kunkorn
He's a kunkorn hsunchen
There's got to be a twist
A kunkorn hsunchen
He's got to be a theist
How do you think he does it?
(Ice Rhino!)
What makes him so good?
He ain't got no distractions
Can't hear those spirits and spells
Don't see lights a flashin'
Rides by sense of smell
Always gets a rhino
Never walks at all
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure rides a mean kunkorn
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