I gaze off into the boundless skyline
Noteblock choirs playing in the sunshine
Turn 'round pick up my sword and wield
The blade that once forced evil mobs to yield
And hope one day that this chaos and
Destruction turns for the better
Never a bow in hand
it was the creepers and skeletons, blew down the doors and boxed us in
arrows wheezing by like streaks of light
i tried all that i could to stay and fight