The Finale
Simple he is, simple he plays,
Practicing Starcraft days upon days.
Technique all refined, mechanics all mastered,
Shooting down nooblets those pesky lil bastards.
He climbs up the ranking an unstoppable force,
Not a thing can deter him from his straightforward course.
He challenges gods; they bow at his feet,
Amidst the best of the best he’s the elite.
His control is amazing, timing’s insane,
But no time for rest he continues to train.
At the top of the world he sees potentials below,
His era is ending he sees where he’ll go,
All heroes fall, from time or by might,
Some just step down without even a fight.
But his legacy, strength, and solemn behavior,
Will never vanish, go Maestro our Savior~
Simple he is, simple he plays,
Practicing Starcraft days upon days.
Technique all refined, mechanics all mastered,
Shooting down nooblets those pesky lil bastards.
He climbs up the ranking an unstoppable force,
Not a thing can deter him from his straightforward course.
He challenges gods; they bow at his feet,
Amidst the best of the best he’s the elite.
His control is amazing, timing’s insane,
But no time for rest he continues to train.
At the top of the world he sees potentials below,
His era is ending he sees where he’ll go,
All heroes fall, from time or by might,
Some just step down without even a fight.
But his legacy, strength, and solemn behavior,
Will never vanish, go Maestro our Savior~