Verse 1 New lights on the market grid, Fresh names trying to stake their claim. They come in loud with their borrowed pride, Thinking they’ll rewrite the game. But I’ve seen a thousand rises fade, A thousand hopeful banners fall. In Jita’s shadow, I built my throne, And I still stand above them all. Pre‑Chorus They chase margins like they’re chasing dawn, But dawn never breaks for everyone. Some dreams die quiet in the order book, Some die screaming when the price runs. Chorus And I watch them fall, one by one, As my empire keeps rolling on. Multi‑trillion ISK carved into the stars, Every ledger line proving who we are. Competition burns, hope turns to memory— In the end, the winner writes the historyerse Jita’s heart every distant trade. Amarr, Dodixie, Rens, and Hek— All fed by the deals I’ve made. They try to undercut my reign, But they don’t understand the cost. I’ve weathered storms they’ve never seen, I’ve paid the price they can’t afford to lose or lost. Pre‑Chorus They think courage is enough to win, But courage breaks when the margins thin. And when the market turns to war, Only the ruthless rise once more. Chorus And I watch them fall, one by one, As my empire keeps rolling on. Multi‑trillion ISK carved into the stars, Every ledger line proving who we are. Competition burns, hope turns to memory— In the end, the winner writes the history. Bridge I never asked for mercy, And I never learned to bend. This universe crowns the patient, Not the ones who pretend. Their stories fade like echoes In abandoned market halls— But mine is written in profit, In the rise that never stalls. Final Chorus So let them fall, one by one, While my legacy keeps burning on. From Jita’s core to the edge of space, Every trade route carries my name in its wake. Hope is fragile, but victory is symmetry— And in the end, the winner writes the history.