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