The **** Whisperer - Daughters
Don't waste your time running
I'm taking over the controls
Of your vessel
I know come on location of
Your thermal exhaust sport
Your star of death
Like a roman candle when I get off
There will be no
Leap into hyperspace and
It's already too late
Your fleet is lost
You are floating alone and
It's already too late
I've studied the
Weaknesses in your defenses and
It's already too late
I've penetrated the hull and
It's already too late
It's already too late
It's already too late
It's already too late
It's already too late
It's already too late