Hush-a-bye, don't you cry, dream of all the dead Jedi
Start a fire, climb dark spire, all hail the mighty empire
Be mean, be cruel go and win that sabre duel
See the wraith, have faith, come and join the dark side Sith
Good night, sleep tight, murder all the Jedi knights
Tuck in, give in, let the evil midichlorians come and win
Now bow down, to your lord don't forget the red sword
You can plea, because its me; the last thing you will see
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