Background Pony #5E8E Neath burning skies and ashen clouds The grimace of a world chagrined The phantoms of the quailing crowds Still whisper on the hollow wind A chorus to the counterpoint Of hooves that beat forward and on From out another darkless night And unto one more shrouded dawn Steady and hard they tread the path And though each bears a different name Be it Terror or Hope or Wrath Each road is trodden just the same But soon the beat of steps will go And with them the course that was laid And stillness will hang soft and low And silence call to be obeyed For in this limbo we have made All things fade, all things fade Imported from Derpibooru - Posted by KissoftheVoid Posted 2 years ago Report Link Quote Reply
Background Pony #5E8E Cool Imported from Derpibooru - Posted by zeroonesunray Posted 2 years ago Report Link Quote Reply
The grimace of a world chagrined
The phantoms of the quailing crowds
Still whisper on the hollow wind
Of hooves that beat forward and on
From out another darkless night
And unto one more shrouded dawn
And though each bears a different name
Be it Terror or Hope or Wrath
Each road is trodden just the same
And with them the course that was laid
And stillness will hang soft and low
And silence call to be obeyed
All things fade, all things fade