I want to be known, to be destined for some throne.
Alas history has shown, it seems, forever alone.

The problem that I see, there’s no accountability.
There is nobody to trust, the same as is in Dust.

You can spam and follow leads, but in the end your a nobody.
Spinning again all alone in the dark, preparing still once more to embark.

There’s a rule that’s unwritten, if you live in the core.
For this is a crime, get ready for war.

Eve is hard, so risky, so foul.
Quit till the next patch, maybe for now.

Try to see the big picture, take a step back.
I realize I’ve seen nothing yet, it’s people I lack.

Two ends of a timeline finally seem to converge.
Reactivated today, it’s time to emerge.