[Verse 1] Ladder's treachery, a fatal fall, Player One's journey, answered death's call. Flames embraced Two, a fiery plight, Three sought escape, in cactus's sharp bite. [Chorus] Oh, the game's cruel hand, a twisted fate, Survival's a dream, sealed by the gate. One by one they fall, in digital despair, A chorus of screams, lost in the air. [Verse 2] Four, by berry's sweetness, met their doom, Five starved slowly, sealed in a tomb. Six, over-squished, a pixelated stain, The game's dark humor, a haunting refrain. [Chorus] Oh, the game's cruel hand, a twisted fate, Survival's a dream, sealed by the gate. One by one they fall, in digital despair, A chorus of screams, lost in the air. [Bridge] Eight, magic's victim, a mystical end, Nine, vines betrayed, no helping hand to lend. Ten, Llama's wrath, a woolly demise, Eleven, slain by Nine, beneath digital skies. Twelve fell from world, a glitch in the code, Thirteen, doomed to fall, a heavy load. Fourteen, slashed by One, then creeper's blast, A chain of misfortune, fading fast. Fifteen, lightning's kiss, a shocking blow, Sixteen, stung to death, where did they go? Seventeen, went up with a bang so loud, Seven survived, among the digital crowd. Eighteen burned to death, a fiery pyre, Nineteen suffocated, trapped in the mire. Twenty, stalactite's kiss, a piercing pain, Twenty-one froze to death, in icy rain. Twenty-two withered away, a fading trace, Twenty-three impaled, in this digital space. Twenty-five, by Twenty-two's hand, a cruel jest, Twenty-six, anvil's weight, put to the test. Twenty-seven, Wither's skull, a deadly aim, Twenty-eight, hurt too much, fueling the flame. Twenty-nine, Ghast's fireball, a burning tear, Thirty hit the ground hard, consumed by fear. Thirty-one, kinetic force, a brutal plight, Thirty-two, scaffolding's fall, into the night. Thirty-three, lava's swim, a fatal mistake, Thirty-four, high place's edge, for goodness sake! Thirty-five, floor was lava, a fiery ground, Twenty-four survived, but not for long, I've found! [Chorus] Oh, the game's cruel hand, a twisted fate, Survival's a dream, sealed by the gate. One by one they fall, in digital despair, A chorus of screams, lost in the air. [Outro] Not for a very long time...