I'm in the game now
and there's only one way out
there's victory or your downfall
and they're a hungry crowd.

They scream for your survival
and throw rose petals at your feet
until the buzzing leaves
and you realise they are screams of hate.

There's no backing down
I'm in the game to survive,
the odds aren't in my favour
and few want me to survive.

The others have trained for this
for their whole exhausting life
I'm the secret
the only thing between them and feat.

I'd tremble in the corner
were I given the time.
Help! They're gonna eat me alive

I can feel my heart beating -
the only way of knowing if I'll survive this fight -