Come mine with me come mine, let’s mine away If you can use some exotic ore, there’s a corp in Gallente Space! Come mine with me, let’s mine, let’s mine away
Come mine with me, let’s fly down to Brybier In Bawilan, there’s a one man band, and he’ll reprocess your Spodumain Come mine with me, let’s take off in the black
Once I get up there, where the moons are rare We’ll just glide, in Hulk falir Once I get you up there, I’ll be boosting you near You may hear angles cheer ‘cause we’re together
Mining wise, it’s such a lovely day Just say the words and we’ll beat the belts down in Ardene or Ney It’s perfect for a flying mining fleet, they say Come mine with me, let’s mine, let’s mine away!
The Amarr pray for God. The Caldari pray for Money. The Gallente pray for Peace. The Minimatar pray that their ships hold together.
Combat Styles of the Races:
Amarr: God says i'm better than you, so stop fighting back. Caldari: I don't need a fast ship, I can hit you from here. Now just hold still... Gallente: Just wait till' i get in range...... Minmatar: Hold on, let me find some thing heavy, i'll kill you with it.