"I, the spawn ov her

The offspring ov the stellar queen

My wings fallen and crushed upon the earth

That I may bring balance to this world

"I spawn ov Lunar

From sheer friendship transgressed

Unto the highest self - to utmost freedom

To explore the lunar nature ov my rage

" I pulse ov magic

The law ov harmony undenied

I hold the torch ov the sun-queen

So i can shake the earth and move the suns

"I divine servant of her

Injecting cupcakes into my veins

With life accepted

With you be-friended

Is the embrace ov celestia profound

"The fear ov the dawn

The ecstasy ov dusk

Nourished have I this friendly glow

Where harmony seats itself below

Let it be written!

Let us be friends!

Scattered i bow before friendships light"

Countless head-banging ponies all surged forward, knocking over the barrier and unleashing hell upon security below. Scootaloo could not believe how far they had come, from that awful mess as a filly, to the greatest entertainment force Equestria had ever known. She screamed once more into the microphone, covering the crowd in a pulse of harsh, gravely epicness. They all roared with her, returning the undeniable fury against the system. With music, they all felt empowered.

She turned to Applebloom, guitar still screeching out notes, and to Sweetiebell, her bass ringing out. Then to Pinkie Pie, her dead-straight Pink mane contrasting with the White war-paint on her face. She held her drum-sticks high above, encouraging the fans even more.

Scootaloo turned back, raising a hoof in time with the crowds chants "Fun-er-al! Fun-er-al! Fun-er-al!" Scootaloo turned from the microphone, ripping at the strings of her guitar, and using her signature "Stare-ov-death" she made the fans pulse with fear and excitement!

They were The Soldiers of Lunar, the Ponies of Chaos!

They were Funeral-Chariot