First I was afraid.
I was petrified.
Kept thinking I would turn and see
a creeper by my side.
But then I spent so many nights
digging holes into the ground.
What I found:
Diamond ore was all around.
And now I'm back
outside my base.
I just walked out to find you there
with that sad look upon your face.
And I've got all my armor on,
and I've got all my loaves of bread,
and I'm about to get my diamond
sword lodged in your shrubby head.
Go on and hiss, and flash away.
This place is in need
of renovation anyway.
You'll go out with a bang and think my hearts will be gone.
You think I'd red out.
You think I'd have to respawn.
Oh no, you're wrong.
I will live on.
As long as I can cook some pork,
I will see another dawn.
I've got all this dust to rig,
I've got all this ore to dig,
and I'll live on.
I will live on.