Executor, chasing your souls, intergalacticly The last thing you see, you will not live Blood will flow across the stars Imperial might, bearing down on you River of lead turned to glass by the mighty guns of Executor You will not live to tell of me at the helm of Executor 5,000 turbo-lasers at my command 38,000 storm troopers await my bidding Blood will flow across the galaxy At the helm of Executor The dark side is strong you stand no chance evil prevails, for as long as I hold the helm
Solo, why do you test me, Solo? Why? At the helm of the Executor