Equestrian Actualization

Survivors: But still, through clouds of madness

The beacon of the landless

Shines. The Tyrant of the

Sun holds fast, we're safe as long as

Sunny lasts; Equestria will

Hold...

The storm has come and gone, left all in disarray.

We have to wait until our

Twilight Princess finally finds a way...

Through the darkness...

These Magic Ponies of the sky

Old friends, our truest allies; but

Never can they lead the herd.

We learned that lesson, years gone by...

We do not speak of the Pariah, the Wolf in pony's guise.

The One whose crimson energies by day still light the skies...

I wonder, would a monster such as this e'er feel remorse?

Celestia, a Nightmare vile to whom we all are wise...

O, our Princess sits high above the world,

A mark we'll never reach.

Her world, the only safe abode -

What could we have done, but leach?

Our Kingdom has come to an end,

Now we wait for the

Light when the Sun will rise again.

There come the armies, marching hard and

Fast, their plan: return the dismal

Past we knew in Discord's reign...

At least that one works for our gain...

Even the Sentinels of Harmony can't

Match our enemy; at best we'll

Catch some sweet reprieve...

At least most Princesses believe in Harmony...

Another one to crucify, another martyr hung to dry.

The Force for Harmony whose name all songs vilify with equal fervour...

Though we stood already over Hell, his actions pushed us further,

Only by his sacrifice of Sunny are his actions 'lowed to fly.

O, a Tyrant sits willingly in flames,

He cannot reach us here.

In chains of balefire he remains,

A beast to keep our fears at

Bay. All Kingdoms fall in the end,

All we can do is

Wait for the Sun to rise again.

Look, what horror makes a visitation.

May our Guardians show no hesitation;

Stop the Solar Empress,

Quick, before her magic can impress-!

Too late, they're talking now.

A congress of the gods, that solar

Cow deserves no audience; best

Send her packing, whence she came.

We ponies know our failure, reliance on the strong.

The herd together, equal has survived this far along.

Even Princess' betrayal cannot crush our unity.

One unit, we will carry on well past the ending of these songs...

O, our Princess, so magnificent and flawed,

You truly are the Queen.

Of a people terrified and awed

By powers past our limited scene.

This Kingdom of Insanity must end,

You will not let it end.

So go on, you raise the Sun again.

O yes, dear Princess, take your place

As Architect of Doom.

We can't prevent your re-ascension,

Cannot hope against what looms.

A Kingdom, cold, corrupt will rise again,

On the day the damned Sun will rise again...