In a stoney cave system, sharp arrows in my hair
Strong smell of creepers, rising up through the cracks
Up ahead in the darkness, I saw bubbling lava
My pick grew heavy and my particles grew light
I had to stop for more torches
Ore stood in the doorway;
I heard the zombies scream
And I thought to myself,
" This could be Aether or this could be Nether"
The creepers watched as I whimpered and ran away
There were spiders in the hallway,
I swore I heard them hiss...
Welcome to Stronghold Minecraftia
Such a friendly world( Such a friendly world)
Such a friendly hold
Plenty of stone at Stronghold Minecraftia
Anytime or way( Anytime or way)
You can find a portal here

Their mines are Herobrine-twisted, they stole diamonds
They have a lot of pretty, pretty ores they call gold
How they glisten and shine, sweet little ingots.
Some mine to collect, some mine to destroy

So I called up Mojang,
" Please fix my Minecraft"
They said, " There's nothing wrong here except Herobrine"
And still the spiders hiss from far below,
Stop you from mining ores
Just to hear them hiss...

Welcome to Stronghold Minecraftia
Such a friendly world( Such a friendly world)
Such a friendly hold
They're running in down in Stronghold Minecraftia
What a sweet sunrise( What a sweet sunrise)
Bring your swords

Moss on the ceiling,
Chests on the stone bricks
All the ores said, " We are priceless here, but find the portal
And in the Library,
They gathered to read
They jab it with their blocky hands,
But they just can't open books

Last thing I saw, two
creepers exploded
I had to find the cave back
To the mine I was in before
" Mine" said the skeletons,
" We are programmed to attack.
You can try to run all you like,
But you can't out run our arrows!"