Panda, a sweet bear of Fraternity

Panda, a sweet bear of Fraternity by Jita FM In the north where the cold stars gleam, We mine and crab in a quiet dream. Anomalies rich, the belts are wide, In peace we drift, with ISK as our guide. Rorquals hum and drones align, Our wallets grow like ancient wine. Fraternity smiles, so soft and round, No need for war where wealth is found. But shadows move beyond the gate, A fleet appears—too small, too late. They poke, they prod, they think we're tame, But they don't know Fraternity's name. Panda a sweet bear becomes a beast that crashes and smashes, When enemies come for our ore and…