第1个回答 2014-07-31
I used to rule the world,
chunks would load when I gave the world.
Now every night I go stow away,
hide from the mobs I used to slay.
They once were terrified,
every time I looked into their eres,
villagers would cheer my way.
For a hero I was, that's what they would say.
One minute we had it all,
next our world began to fall.
Away from all that it had once become.
They all cried for my help, but I stood there numb.
I gave off into the boundless skyline,
note block choirs playing in the sunshine.
turn around pick up my sword and weild,
the blade that once forced evil mobs to yeild.
And hope one day that this chaos and destruction turns for the better.
Never a bow in hand,and that was whe I ruled the land.
It was the creepers and skeletons,blew down the door and like streaks of light.
I tried all that I could to stay and fight.
As the undead roamed the street.
Families broken at my feet.
Life itself suspended by a thread.
Oh, why is it that I wasn't dead.
I gaze off into the boundless skyline,
noteblocks choirs playing in the sunshine.
Turn around pick up my sword and weild,
the blade that once forced evil mobs to yield.
If this battle should leave me slain,
I know that Herobrine called my name.
Better to take a stand, and that was when I ruled the land.
I gaze off into the boundless skyline,
noteblocks choirs playing in the sunshine.
Turn around pick up my sword and weild,
the blade that once forced the evil mobs to yield.
If this battle should leave me slain,
I knw that Herobrine called my name.
Better to take a stand, and that was when I ruled the land.
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