Bastet walks along the edge Iv6

[Verse] Sand stings your face, and the wind tells its lies; Tatooine has no mercy for those who wait too long. Boba Fett gazes into the distance, never once flinching— Here, one word can be a gunshot, and the veteran tenses up. [Chorus] And Bastet walks along the edge, her tail held high, “Anything to eat around here?”—her one simple question. Let the metal hum, let the red lights flash— We hold this corner, we hold this sector—no one else! [Verse 2] Dooku stands in silence, his eyes like frozen ice; He knows the cost of power, he knows where the traps lie. ED‑209 sweeps the open space, locking onto every step: “Threat level… critical… do not move a muscle!” [Bridge] But Bastet approaches, brushing lightly against the armor, And the protocol breaks down—would you look at that! Not with a blaster, not with the Force—just a quiet warmth. Sometimes the world is saved by the smallest, simplest dream. [Chorus (once more, louder)] And Bastet walks along the edge, her tail held high, “Anything to eat around here?”—her only, simple question. And though the metal hums and the red lights flash— We hold this corner, we hold this sector—we won’t let go!