Trunching in tow for the masters
The Wookiees falling in queue
Hiding their bowcasters
Away from the federal's view
Feigning their submission
The droids mustn't know
The fate that is to become them
The Rebellion's spirit must grow
RIPPING FLESH!
LASER BURN!
FEDERAL HEADS ROLL!
THE TABLES TURN!
Overseer too demanding
Raises a club hits a slave
Hand caught midair to block it
The droid soon in his grave
The fire is lit on the planet
The Wookiees will take it no more
Federation drones scatter
The ground covered in gore
RIPPING FLESH!
LASER BURN!
IMPERIAL HEADS ROLL!
THE TABLES TURN!