[Verse 1] Oh the stars were dim, the space was black When Elvar sailed, he ain’t looked back With a Praxis bold, The Hollow named To J-space deep, he made his claim [Chorus] Heave ho, lads, hear the plea From the wrecks of J-zero-one-one-five-six-three No sun above, no gate to flee Just whispers floatin' in the sea [Verse 2] He'd danced with Sleepers, gankers too Ran relic sites, and pulled 'em through But pride’s a beast with teeth of rust And wormholes don’t forgive your trust [Chorus] Heave ho, lads, heed the call When silence grows, you're bound to fall Eight probes bloomed like a locust tide And a Praxis bled where it once had pried [Verse 3] “I’ve scanned my ways, I’ll make it out!” He said to ghosts who roam in doubt Dropped his core, the exit sought But all he found was echoes caught [Bridge – spoken, over low humming] Then a shimmer, cloak and steel… The Loki came, then Proteus revealed… A Devoter’s bubble — no place to run… W H P D had just begun… [Verse 4] Scrams and webs, the cap went dry The Hollow Prophet’s final cry Depot dropped, but too damn late No ransom, no salute — just fate [Chorus – softer, ghostly] Heave ho, lads, learn the cost When pride sails blind, the soul gets lost In shattered holes where silence creeps Elvar’s ghost still drifts and weeps [Verse 5 – fading slow] Now in Jita’s clone-bay light He stares at maps in haunted fright Four hundred mil, his ISK, his pride Still floats alone where hopes have died [Final Chorus – sung slow, like a dirge] Heave ho, lads, raise a glass To the foolish brave, and their shattered past In J011563 he sleeps, And whispers still in the wormhole deeps... [Outro – spoken] So mark the name and mind it well… Some wrecks don’t fade — they become the tale.
