| I used to rule the world
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| Chunks would load when I gave the word
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| Now every night I go stow away
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| Hide from the mobs I used to slay
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| They once were terrified
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| Everytime I looked into their eyes
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| Villagers would cheer my way
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| For a hero I was, that’s what they’d say
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| One minute we had it all
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| Next our world began to fall
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| Away from all that jt had once become
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| They all cried for my help, but I stood there numb
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| I gaze off into the boundless skyline
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| Noteblock chores playing in the sunshine
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| Turn around pick up my sword and wield
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| The blade that once forced evil mobs for yield
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| And hope one day chaos and
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| Destruction turns for the better
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| Never a bow in hand
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| That was when I ruled the land
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| It was the creepers and skeleton
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| Blew down the doors and boxed us in
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| Arrows whizzing by like streaks of light
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| I tried all that I could to stay and fight
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| As the undead roamed the street
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| Families broken at my feet
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| Life itself sustended by a thread
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| Oh why it is that I wasn’t dead
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| I gaze off into the boundless skyline
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| Noteblock choirs playing in the sunshine
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| Turn around pick up my sword and wield
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| The blade that once forced evil mobs to yield
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| If this battle should leave me slain
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| I know Herobrine will call my name
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| Better to take a stand
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| That was when I ruled the land
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| I gaze off into the boundless skyline
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| Noteblock choirs playing in the sunshine
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| Turn around pick up my sword and wield
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| The blade that once forced evil mobs for yield
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| If this battle should leave me slain
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| I know Herobrine will call my name
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| Better to take a stand
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| That was when I ruled the land
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| (end) |