That you would stand there beside me, hold my hooves. Tell me it'll all be okay. I'm not the monster. That I'm not the one to blame. The cuts run deep, but you'll survive, we're your Eljunbyro. The wind to take you beyond, to the dark side. And the armory most midnight.
Together we'll fly eastward.
The ancients know of what's to come, yet they're silent. Living in a bubble, so much chaos I never knew. Of anger and regret, despite the miles never forget. I see the trees and cry into the red. Through it all, the nightmare, much bigger than me. I'll never give up, I am loyalty.