Stand Down, Dark Side

They think they're scary. Everyone laugh. Line up, war renders,

armor on, big grins. You brought a butter knife to a storm

of metal wings. You call that a legion, we call that a snack.

We beat you last Tuesday, forgot to write it down. In fact,

you talk about terror, we talk logistics. You're running on anger,

we're running statistics. Every move you make is a re-run, re-run,

re-run. Stand down, dark side. Stand down, take the discount

sentence now. Drop those toys and kiss the ground, we're kicking your