A warm greeting to those who receive this transmission
Two Rheinland captains' misguided ambition
Took them today to Omega-3
Where a friend and myself were shocked to see
capital fire streaking towards our poor ships
No words of warning escaped their lips
The strangest part though, that was earlier seen
Was them shooting some Daumann called miner15
I defended my ship and my hold of machinery
Bolts of green lit up the scenery
The death of the gunboat we then did achieve
While the other one took this as notice to leave
Finally officer Roundtree arrived
We told him how we had fought and survived
I promised to send a message with this
I shall leave it at that, and blow you a kiss