There once was a shrouded creator
With powers of gods, but greater
He hid his features and inner creatures
Behind his strength as dictator

On the mask a splatter of red,
And his words got into their heads
He never cared, teeth always bared
Not kind, but evil instead

Deep in his heart was a soul
As black and as dark as coal
He didn't mind, for he could find
Comfort in complete control

In his story is twists and turns
As the history of which you learn
But will good always win, or will the evil within
Triumph in the nightmare's return?

On the table they played their hand
To gain their own little land
But he smiled alone for his power had grown
The skies at his very command

Eyes watched from off of the stage
And waited for the time to engage
In the war and terror, no movements of error
Collected, and slow to enrage

Behind scenes he always would work,
With his sword and a dangerous smirk
He let them believe that they were free
As he saw them fight and usurp

Next to his country he saw them build
They thought their wishes fulfilled
Oh, what silly men, must he tell you again?
He won't stop until you're all killed.

From above he viewed an exile
And he couldn't help but smile
It was all to the plan of the green-hooded man
As he waved to both failure and child

It now leads to execution
As he sided with false revolution
He offered his store, he offered a war
And violence as the only solution

There grew a madness inside
The exiled, sickened mind
And so grew a thought that he liked quite a lot
As he stoked the flame of pride

The final battle began with few
On his side, but he knew
That before it was over victory'd be closer
And death would come to you

Next to him, a traitor with regret
Against him, a minimal threat
He had ally, but one that must die
And still must pay death his debt

With the purpose of the rebels almost done
He decided to have his fun
You were never his friend, just a means to an end
Be ready in three, two, one.

There grew an explosion in the sky
As the citizens all shouted and cried
But he just wanted to win, that sinister grin
That didn't quite reach his green eyes

And yet, he didn't let you recover
Instead attacking your brother
He threatened your home with an obsidian dome
An easy way out or another.

And so he escorted you out,
Ignoring your pain-filled shouts
He left you to weep, he left you to sleep
In a tent, alone with your doubt

Don't you see it, understand?
That he tossed you out of your land?
You're falling for his tricks, taking his kicks
Why stay under his controlling hands?

He uses manipulation
In your interactions and conversations
I'm sorry you're the star in falling so far
But don't you see his exploitation?

So is the way of the tyrant
Taming the once defiant
You're under his use, the friendship's a ruse
The strong now easily compliant

What is this, a dream but twisted?
He shows you your faults, but all listed.
Helpless and divided, he's got your ending decided
Believing that you really aren't missed.

Oh, there once was a shrouded creator
With the cunning of the devil but greater
He hid his dark features like inner creatures
Behind his false role as vindicator

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after the next technoblade one is a tubbo and jschlatt one, which might be one of my favorites. :)