After all the bombings, the gunfire, and the smoke
After the tepid ceasefire that has settled into hope
After the propaganda, the battle cries, and pain
We finally get to see our Equestria again
And though our nation's capitol has fallen into dust
The spiral stairs that once were grand, now just mangled rust
The earth beneath our hooves still feels like our own
It may be burnt and broken, but this land is still our home
And we sing for Equestria
A land where we all gather and we all feel right at home
Yes, we sing for Equestria
For the friends we will remember until long after they're gone
And so with heavy hearts burdened by the strife
We begin to make amends and start to build a brand new life
But for those who hear this story, perhaps you picked up on the clues
This tale is less for us, you see, but mostly here for you
And we sing for Equestria
A land where we all gather and we all feel right at home
Yes, we sing for Equestria
For the friends we will remember until long after they're gone
And though a new dawn promised hope for peace
We stood with respect and reverence for those we had lost
We finally understood the fight. Not for our country, but for ourselves
The struggle to find a purpose that empowers us and those around us
Rather than destroying those who we don't understand
And we remember
We remember the war
We remember that when we give in to bigoted self-indulgence and let our differences divide us
We destroy who we are
We stood against an enemy with overwhelming force and an unstoppable will
We stood against ourselves
But now we have the opportunity to rebuild. To improve. To become more than what we were
The opportunity to build a better Equestria