Intro (Industrial machinery, a slow mechanical beat... then the strip miners engage with a heavy guitar chug.) "Mining lasers active." ... "Let's make some isk." (Verse 1) Forty seconds, sixty more, Eyes are locked on the ore, Engines humming, systems green, Living by a timer screen. Nothing flashy, nothing fast, Making every cycle last, Stone by stone and beam by beam, Building someone else's dream. (Pre-Chorus) Hear that rhythm... Hear that sound... That's another paycheck coming around... (Chorus) It's cycle time! Let the lasers shine! Every second brings me closer To another finish line. Cycle time! Hear those engines whine! One more rock, One more load, One more day that's mine! (Verse 2) Drones are dancing through the field, Every trip another yield, Quiet work beneath the stars, Leaving little glowing scars. Hauler's waiting down the lane, Soon he'll carry all the gain, Every pilot has a part, This is industry's heart. (Pre-Chorus) Slow and steady... Never rushed... Steel is built from patience first... (Chorus) It's cycle time! Let the lasers shine! Every second brings me closer To another finish line. Cycle time! Hear those engines whine! One more rock, One more load, One more day that's mine! (Bridge) Some folks chase explosions... Some folks chase the fight... I'll take honest work... From morning into night... Because every fleet... Every dream... Starts with one more laser beam... (Breakdown) LOCK! BURN! MINE! TURN! LOCK! BURN! MINE! EARN! (Instrumental of the bagpipe vs guitar battling it out) (Final Chorus) It's cycle time! Raise those miners high! Every ship that's left a station Started with a guy... Who punched the clock, Locked the rock, And watched another sunrise. It's cycle time... And I wouldn't trade this life. (Outro) "Ore hold full." ... "Well..." "Guess I'll empty it... and do it again." (Heavy guitars fade into the rhythmic hum of strip miners.)
