Phantaboulous Spawn
I spawned again today
With all the other mobs
We're spying on the
Steve's
'Cause that is just our jobs
The third day has begun
I got the right to live
Try to kill 'em all again
'Cause we do not forgive
What has this become
My creeping friends
We're waiting for a fight, in the woods, with no end
And they could have it all
All our rotton flesh
They just let us down
We will make them hurt
We used to be in war
You always had you sword
But when I chase you now
I just get ignored
And when the sun comes up
I go up in flames
The smell of burning flesh
'Cause this is the Survival Games
What has this become
My creeping friends
We're waiting for a fight, in the woods, with no end
And they could have it all
All our rotton flesh
They just let us down
We will make them hurt
If I could spawn again
A million blocks away
I'll stay in the dark
They won't care anyway
