And now he’ll live (gAmEr)

Fetching in his dreams what he can’t get in real life
Wandering thru the realms of his distant hopes
The steel scent cuts like a knife while the silver glitering pods scope
(the joypads shake & tumble)
Sky-diving from the ever-changinq textured clouds to a daedelous lava maze,
he visits a 1000 worlds in (a mouse click).
Others are trying to destroy his world.
But he’ll protect it, building cities out of (nothing/dust), breeding farmers to feed his troops.