The march stops before the platform. From above, Rainbow Dash steps into the lightânot savior but Overseer. Her voice is clipped, official, merciless. She speaks of duty, efficiency, and the cost of perfection. Scootalooâs idol collapses into a stranger wearing her face. Pleas mean nothing; the machine has rules and Dash enforces them. This is the emotional pivot: hero becomes executioner, hope becomes ash, and the Factoryâs order drowns out every personal bond.
Lyrics
Drums of iron mark the time, Boot-hard rhythm, pounding line. We freeze beneath the blinding glareâ A shadow steps from metal air.
She wears the sky inside her mane, But every color feels like chain. The legendâs voice is glass and steel, âThe rules are simple: turn the wheel.â
(Chorus) Overseer, breaker of the dream, Calm as winter, sharp as steam. Words like engines, cold and clear, Breathe in orders, choke on fear. I called you hero, storm and lightâ You call me Failure. You are right.
âWe fly for progress, cost is paid. Perfection forged, defects remade.â Her eyes donât tremble, donât look back; Sheâs just the whistle on the track.
I beg her name, it doesnât stir; A thousand files close inside her. The crowd inside the cogwheel humsâ She moves a hoof, the verdict comes.
(Chorus) Overseer, breaker of the dream, Calm as winter, sharp as steam. Words like engines, cold and clear, Breathe in orders, choke on fear. I called you hero, storm and lightâ You call me Failure. You are right.
(Bridge) If loyalty is only speed, And mercy counts as failed proceed, Then every rainbow hides a debt, And every promise turns to threat.
(Outro) Her wings unfold like closing doors; The platform sinks, the echo roars. I learned the sky was never freeâ She learned to turn her back on me.
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