[Verse]
Diamond pickaxe in my hand
Mining deep down in the sand
Gotta find that shiny ore
Gonna build something to adore
Axes chop and trees fall down
Crafting table spinning 'round
Sunset sky
The night arrives
Mob's lurking
Danger's on the rise
[Verse 2]
Creeping through the shadows dark
Eyes glowing
Teeth sharp like a shark
Zombies
Skeletons
They all attack
Gotta fight 'em off and push 'em back