[very seductive female voice] [Verse 1 – calm, steady, bookkeeping rhythm] Ledger lights on, station hum low Jita tower windows with that golden glow Numbers waking up as the markets flow Every sale accounted, every cost I know Freighters drift in with the cargo tags Contracts cleared, no overdue flags My empire breathing through the balance sheets Quiet power in the monthly beats [Pre‑Chorus – confidence starting to rise] Margins holding steady, then they climb ISK pouring in right on time All the work, all the grind, all the nights alone Now the numbers sing it in a proud, clear tone [Chorus – uplifting, expanding, triumphant, female ballad choir] Sales are up, and the profits rise From Amarr’s gold halls to Dodixie skies Rens and Hek moving strong this month Every trade lane humming with that forward thrust Omega’s paid, the future’s bright Creators funded for the stories they write My empire grows with every line I sign And the accounts record the climb [Verse 2 – more energy, more swagger] Regional charts lighting up in blue Secondary hubs pushing higher too Every margin wide, every order clean A trillion‑ISK engine running smooth and mean Haulers paid well for the speed they bring Blockade runners flying like they’ve grown wings From warehouse stacks to the far‑off stars My goods move fast through the nebula bars [Pre‑Chorus – stronger, more assured] Month‑end tallies shining like a crown Nothing in the ledger pulling me down Every figure whispers what I already know This empire’s built to grow [Chorus – bigger, brighter, more confident, female ballad choir] Sales are up, and the profits rise From Amarr’s gold halls to Dodixie skies Rens and Hek moving strong this month Every trade lane humming with that forward thrust Omega’s paid, the future’s bright Creators funded for the stories they write My empire grows with every line I sign And the accounts record the climb [Bridge – soaring, victorious] Strength to strength, the numbers tell A story only rising empires sell From the first small trade to the trillion mark I carved my name across the dark Every month a chapter, every line a win The universe expands, and I cash it in Confidence burning like a star reborn A trader’s pride in the quiet dawn [Final Chorus – full triumph, no hesitation, female ballad choir] Sales are up, and the profits rise Across every region of the starlit skies Jita to Amarr, Dodixie to Hek My empire stands tall, no fear on deck Omega’s paid, the future’s mine Creators thriving on the ISK I assign Month‑end done, and the numbers shine My empire climbs, line by line
