The Gate of Ahbazon

The Gate of Ahbazon by Jita FM From Jita’s blaze, the traders flow, Through lanes of light where starlanes glow, But past the dreams and shining dawn, Lurks death’s own gate: Ahbazon. (chant: "Ahbazon... Ahbazon... one way through... one way gone...") Oh, Ahbazon! Oh, Ahbazon! Your silence hides a killing song. Where wrecks like ghosts in orbits spin, And only fate lets few pass in. Oh, Ahbazon! The reaper waits, With bubbles cast at every gate. (chant: "Camp the gate, burn the light... no one lives, not tonight...") A thousand hulls, their fires gone cold, A thousand pods, their stories…