Beware ye evil the day the sun doth sees to shine, for Celestia comes in glory divine.
cloth in fiery burning raiment, full of wrath for evils payment,
eyes once kind now full of coal...death and sorrow and woe.
Her wings once soft and gentle, now lack all things sentimental.
better would it be for evil in that day to have it's own life ended
than to find out just how hot the sun can be when focused though the horn of a goddess offended.
Feb 19, 2013
Feb 19, 2013 at 6:34 PM UTC
Beware ye evil the day the sun doth sees to shine, for Celestia comes in glory divine.
cloth in fiery burning raiment, full of wrath for evils payment,
eyes once kind now full of coal...death and sorrow and woe.
Her wings once soft and gentle, now lack all things sentimental.
better would it be for evil in that day to have it's own life ended
than to find out just how hot the sun can be when focused though the horn of a goddess offended.
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