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Hide from the mobs I used to slay
Every time i looked into their eyes
For a hero I was, that's what they'd say
Next our world began to fall
They all cried for my help, but I stood there numb,
Noteblock choirs playing in the sunshine
The blade that once forced evil mobs to yeild,
Destruction turn for the better
That was when I ruled the land,
Blew down the doors and boxed us in
I tried all that I could to stay and fight
Families broken at my feet
Oh, why is it that I wasn't dead
Noteblock choirs playing in the sunshine