The Stars Will Know Our Names

You can conquer a thousand worlds. You still don't speak for us. We raise the throne; we bring it down, Wear rebel scars and tyrant crowns. From desert farms to streets of chrome, We cross the stars still chasing home. Red eyes keep watch where star maps end; We choose the foe, we weigh the friend. No wasted move, no needless flame - We guard the worlds you cannot name. Ryloth still burns behind our eyes; We are the pilots, not your prize. The dance is ours, the choice is free - No chain decides what we can be. Kashyyyk, our cities crown the trees; Our word outlasts your dynasties. The hands that build can break your door - Touch those we love, and hear us roar! The stars will know our names! Long after crowns have turned to dust! A thousand tongues, a million dreams - No flag can hold the whole of us. We love, we lose, we rise again; We carry home beneath our skin. Let every age repeat the claim: The stars will know our names! Two hearts beat thunder in our chest; These marks remember every test. We take the blow with heads held high - A crown of horns against the sky. Through Shili's grass, we hunt as one; No lone hand claims what all have won. Each brings a skill, each earns a place - Our strength has more than one brave face. Your kings grow old; our ledgers grow. We own the routes your armies know. Raise any flag. We'll name the price. A throne can fall. A debt survives. Two suns, worn robes, a crawler's tread; We hear a spark where you hear "dead." You leave your wrecks; we make them start - There's one more journey in each part. The stars will know our names! Long after crowns have turned to dust! A thousand tongues, a million dreams - No flag can hold the whole of us. We love, we lose, we rise again; We carry home beneath our skin. Let every age repeat the claim: The stars will know our names! Beneath our veils, no need for light; The Force unfolds a different sight. Where others see a stranger's face, We feel a life no walls erase. We carved our heroes into trees; War scattered ashes on the breeze. Our claws remember those who died - We carve tomorrow, side by side. Korriban's tombs still breathe our names; Red skin remembers ancient flames. Before the creed, our people stood - Now feel the thunder in our blood. We shape our hulls with ocean grace; Let freedom ride their silver wake. You brought your chains to ocean floors - We brought the tide against your doors. Not the same gods. Not the same laws. Not the same dreams worth dying for. But under every battle cry: "Let something of my world survive." The stars will know our names! Long after crowns have turned to dust! A thousand tongues, a million dreams - No flag can hold the whole of us. And when our voices fade away, Let those who follow take our place. Not just the wars. Not just the flames. The stars will know our names! Our names!