Now this is a story, all about how
my ship got twisted, turned upside down.
This will only take a minute, just sit tight mate,
and I'll tell you how I came to die in Sedina B-8.

In Arta Caelestis, I was born and raised.
In a roid field is where I spent most of my days.
Cruising out back and dodging all cool
And all shooting some hive bots, outside of a duel,
When a couple of pilots who were up to no good
started PVPing in my neighborhood.
I got in one little fight and I knew that it was fate:
"I'm packing up my bags and moving to B-8!"

I flew to the border and when it came near,
there was chaos all around and the rats were getting near.
If anything I could say that wormhole needed a gate,
but I said "Naw, forget it. Fly on, to B-8!"

I pulled up to the station in Sedina D-14,
after docking my ship I yelled "Yo-ho! More spleen!"
Jumped into the sector, I wasn't too late,
Explosions galore with everyone in B-8.

The autumn blossom
Spins about on a rogue breeze
Buy back your last ship?

yarr, vgj Pizzasgood!
awesome language!

AAARRR!!!

"...you will die as you lived in a flash of the blade..."