SECTOR DELTA'S BARMAID

Steel doors under green light Standing guard throughout the night Every movement, every sound Nothing passes her around Calm expression, sharpened eyes Reading danger through disguise No more running from the fight Now she owns the edge of night Pressure grows Systems turn Every lesson Has been learned Hold the line Stand your ground Steel and rhythm All around Sector Delta, steel and flame Strength is more than just a name Every scar became a shield Every fear was forced to yield Sector Delta, cold and bright Built her courage in the night From the doorway to the bar She had already come so far Glass and chrome Neon rain Quiet strength Without the pain