Echoes in Nullsec

Echoes in Nullsec by Jita FM Far from the trade lanes, far from the throne We made a kingdom out of stone Jump bridge glow on a sleepless chain Scouts report through the static rain Cyno fire on the edge of sight Fleet forms up in the cobalt night Names on comms like a beating drum Young hearts hard when the pings all come Out where local feels thin and strange Every day is a map we change Hold the line, hold the gate Hold the dream we made If the dark wants all we built Make the dark afraid We are echoes in nullsec Carving gold through the black When the stars try to swallow us We go…