Death Star

("That's not a moon, it's a space station.")

This moon's been seen her radiant face.
It might be the location of the empire base.
Approaching should be okay,
after the meteor field of the day to day.

But kid, she eats planets
in less than 12 parsecs.
And inside of her electric heart,
is a fleet of enemy starships.

A tractor beam to lure you in.
A million trenches beneath her skin,
her mouth a cannon of lust
to turn star systems into star dust.

But kid, she eats planets
in less than 12 parsecs.
And inside of her electric heart,
is a fleet of enemy starships.

There's a throne room inside of her head,
where the empress is worshipped, her ego is fed.
For those who refuse to submit,
there's a compactor where good men are ground into bread.

But she's more beautiful than any of your moons,
electric blue to deserts dune,
That hum that lures you is the sound of her heart
fighting it's way out to tear you apart.

But kid, she eats planets
in less than 12 parsecs.
And inside of her electric heart,
is a fleet of enemy starships.

I've got a bad feeling about this.