- Kill
- 240
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 695
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 17%
- ISK distrutti
- 21.13B
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Attività
- Inattivo
- 0 kill/giorno · ultimi 90 giorni
Scheda di combattimento
Numeri da eve-kill, di tutta la carriera
Combattimento
- Kill
- 240
- Perdite
- 695
- Indice di pericolo
- 84%
- Colpi finali
- 134
- Punti
- 240
ISK
- Distrutti
- 21.13B
- Persi
- 103.64B
- Bilancio
- -82.51B
- Efficienza ISK
- 17%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 80
- Percentuale solo
- 33%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 112
- Quota perdite NPC
- 16%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Attività
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Descrizione
Silence Is Golden
Cold vacuum, no signal burns
Engines hum where no one turns
Names erased, transponders dead
You won’t hear the path we tread
No chatter on the comms tonight
We move unseen, we strike on sight
Silence is golden—lock and erase
No warning light, no trace, no face
By the time you see, you’re already gone
We speak in shadows, we don’t broadcast wrong
Wallets bleed, your hulls collapse
Marked by ghosts in covert wraps
Intel’s bought and loyalties sold
Trust is weakness in the cold
You talked too much, you drew the line
Now every system is a hunting sign
Silence is golden—nothing declared
No flags raised, no mercy spared
Kill reports write what we won’t say
We let the wreckage have its way
No local spike, no fleet in sight
Just empty space before the fight
Cynos flare and then they die
You never saw the reason why
No words. No sound.
Just your empire burning down.
Silence is golden—final and clean
We are the threat you’ve never seen
No last words, no time to plead
Only the void… and the killmail feed.
Cold vacuum, no signal burns
Engines hum where no one turns
Names erased, transponders dead
You won’t hear the path we tread
No chatter on the comms tonight
We move unseen, we strike on sight
Silence is golden—lock and erase
No warning light, no trace, no face
By the time you see, you’re already gone
We speak in shadows, we don’t broadcast wrong
Wallets bleed, your hulls collapse
Marked by ghosts in covert wraps
Intel’s bought and loyalties sold
Trust is weakness in the cold
You talked too much, you drew the line
Now every system is a hunting sign
Silence is golden—nothing declared
No flags raised, no mercy spared
Kill reports write what we won’t say
We let the wreckage have its way
No local spike, no fleet in sight
Just empty space before the fight
Cynos flare and then they die
You never saw the reason why
No words. No sound.
Just your empire burning down.
Silence is golden—final and clean
We are the threat you’ve never seen
No last words, no time to plead
Only the void… and the killmail feed.