One More System

One More System by Jita FM I spent last week in orbit, Watched a timer eat the day. We kept a little war alive Because it used to pay. Now the clock is running faster And the border’s catching flame. There’s a payday at the finish; I’m done with waiting games. Mark the route and load the guns, Pick the road they need. Put the tackle on the chokepoint; Let the empire bleed. One more system, one more gate, We didn’t undock just to sit and wait. One more system, hear that roar, We came to win, not farm the war. Push it farther, make it spread, Turn their quiet shortcut red. One more system,…