Two little brothers, what a horror
the two of them alone at home
The older brother has obtained
the key to the weapons cabinet
For what comes next, you don't need much imagination
the hunt starts in the cozy home
The little brother, he agrees
he doesn't want to be a killjoy
In the mortal game
I want to see you bleed
In the mortal game
it shall happen for real
The iron digs into the back
passes through the child's ribs
'Game over, I'm the hero!'
is what passes from his lips
Creaking the door opens
He's switching on the light
asking for another game
The little brother doesn't answer
In the mortal game
I want to see you bleed
In the mortal game
it shall happen for real
In the mortal game
Divine, brutal and beautiful
In the mortal game
I want to see you die