Dancing Boba Fett

"Leaves from the vine, falling so slow.
Like fragile, tiny shells,
Drifting in the foam.
Little soldier boy, come marching home.
Brave soldier boy, comes marching home."

Hello Boys! I'm BAAAAAAACK!!!!

there used to be sacrifice

now there is just a void

that echoes sorrow

life is just transparent feel

Hello Boys! I'm BAAAAAAACK!!!!