The Killing Game

Come little children, come and play
Daddy’s gonna teach you a new way to slay.
I’ll show you how it’s fun to kill.
First you have to shake off the chill.

Take this knife, hold tightly in hand.
Stab them until they cannot stand.
Watch the blood run down their skin.
Keep stabbing until you win.

But one death won’t be enough, just kill another
If you hate your family, kill a brother.
If you hate people, just kill a friend.
Make them suffer until their final end.

Use knifes, use guns
Take every father’s life, take every son’s
You’ll never be done, so don’t stop killing,
Never stop until all the blood is done spilling.

Smile as you hear them scream.
Make sure their blood flows like a stream.
Make deep cuts into their skin.
Be ready to sacrifice to Gwyn.

Death will be your friend.
Get used to him until the very end.
Listen and you’ll be the king of Hell.
You won’t go until everyone has fell.

Listen to daddy or you will die.
He will cut you until you cry.
He’ll skin your arms and legs.
I’ll eat your flesh with a side of eggs.

I’ll drink your blood like it’s milk
I’ll use your skin as a new type of silk.
Don’t betray me, you will regret it.
For I’ll slay you how I see fit.

So remember children, listen to me
Just go on your little killing spree.
Don’t tell anyone, or you will die.
Cause I will drop you from the sky.

Come little children come and die
Daddy’s gonna make you surely cry.
Kill you family, kill your friends.
Kill everyone, until all life ends.