Song: Fork Collection

(Verse 1)
I got my Ocean Fork, found in the coral reef,
A stormy day, in May, oh what a relief!
Thunder crashed, as the Drowned appeared,
But that fork in my hand, oh, I persevered.

(Pre-Chorus)
Oh, they call me wild, but I know my way,
From the Warm to the Frozen, I’ve seized the day!
Each fork tells a story from the ocean’s deep,
With Guardians lurking while I make my leap!

(Chorus)
I’ve got forks from the mountains, forks from the sea,
Forks fished up while Drowned were hunting me!
I got Thunderforks, Forks of the Tide,
In every ocean, I’ve searched far and wide.
From Cold Ocean’s chill to the coral’s warm glow,
No two forks are the same, I let ‘em all show!
Oh, my Fork Collection, it’s a masterpiece,
From the depths of the sea to the surface’s peace!

(Verse 2)
My Deep Ocean Fork came from far below,
Where Guardians guard and the seaweed grows.
I dived past the beams, grabbed it tight in hand,
Now it sits on display, oh so grand!

(Pre-Chorus)
They call me obsessed, but they just can’t see,
How the Drowned and Elders tremble when they face me!
From the Frozen Ocean’s ice to the Lukewarm blue,
I’ve fought them all, and they all withdrew!

(Chorus)
I’ve got forks from the swamps, forks from the sky,
One blessed by thunder when the clouds passed by.
Forks from the monument, where Guardians reign,
Now they shine in my hall, free from the pain.
From the plains to the tundra, through lightning storms,
Every fork tells the tale of a battle well-worn!
Oh, my Fork Collection, it’s a legacy untold,
Each fork’s got a story, a treasure to behold!

(Bridge)
And when the ocean roars, I’ll lift them high,
Channeling the power of the stormy sky.
With Loyalty, they return to my hand,
These forks of mine—aren’t they grand?

(Final Chorus)
I’ve got forks from the End, forks from the shore,
They’ve got enchantments, but they’re so much more!
From the Deep Frozen Ocean to the coral bright,
Every fork’s a victory, a shining light.
From leather to Netherite, I’ve leveled up strong,
Now my Fork Collection is where they belong!
Oh, my Fork Collection, a sight so divine,
In every ocean, these forks… they are mine!

(Outro)
So when you see my forks, know they’re not just tools,
They’re trophies of triumph, and I make the rules!
Forkmaster, I’ll wear the crown,
With my Fork Collection, I won’t back down!