[Verse 1]
With each day that draws to an end
it's our turn to raise the night
we work so tirelessly to paint a fine tapestry 
with pin pricked starlight

we are the invisible princess
the subjects hide away from our night's beauty
ignored and unadored
why can they not perceive what we plainly see?

[chorus]
descending into 
a corrupted obsession 
hearing nightmare's 
whispered temptation
twisting our sadness 
into newfound spite
why do our subjects 
shun our night?

[Verse 2]
after lowering our moon every dawn 
we're greeted by her mocking sun
a suffering defeat endured every day
our white flag to an invading nation

we hear the dawn's jubilation
it cuts us to our core
the subject's cheers are the salt in our wounds
celebrating that festering eyesore

[chorus]
descending into 
a corrupted obsession
hearing nightmare's 
whispered temptation
twisting our sadness 
into newfound spite
why do our subjects 
shun our night?

[Verse 3]
Our sister's sympathy would just be pity 
an insult to our plight
as the unsung defender of these lands
with the sacrifice we offer every night

She cannot ever begin to understand
the subjects believe she is gilded perfection
while we're just the lesser sister...
its time we foment our insurrection

[solo]

[bridge]
We feel the change as we don our armor
with a new title to reflect our will
We will leave them no other choice
with our resolve of cold, hard, steel

Our subjects will learn to adore us
now Nightmare Moon has been born
The night shall no longer be eclipsed by the dawn

[outro]

We shall not be eclipsed by the dawn!

We shall not 
be eclipsed by the dawn!

We shall not 
be 
eclipsed 
by the dawn!