Pubg

I dropped from the sky, no hope in my eyes,
The ground is cold, and silence lies.
Footsteps echo, shadows creep,
In this game of death, no time for sleep.

Smoke in my lungs, blood on my hands,
Crawling through dirt in forgotten lands.
They say it's just a game — they're wrong.
This is war, and it's been too long.


In the circle of death, we breathe our last,
Futures fade, bullets move fast.
No gods, no grace, just steel and fear,
You're alone, and the end is near.


Red zone rain, thunder crash,
Hearts explode in a single flash.
Loot your friends, no time to mourn,
Their bodies cold, their vests still warm.

Eyes on the drop, hands start to shake,
Risk it all for a sniper’s take.
But the grass is red, and the sky’s gone black,
One wrong step — there’s no way back.


In the circle of death, we breathe our last,
Futures fade, bullets move fast.
No gods, no grace, just steel and fear,
You're alone, and the end is near.


I don’t know their names, don’t want to care,
Kill or be killed — that’s the prayer.
Each shot I fire, another soul fades,
Another scream lost in the blue-gray haze.


The zone is shrinking, breath turns cold,
Only one survives — or so I'm told.
I raise my gun, one final breath…
Welcome, friend… to the circle of death.