Axel, dear Axel, lost in Hunt's fray,
His life consumed by the game each day,
His eyes fixed on the screen, hours on end,
No time for family or a single friend.

The hunt for clues and monsters to slay,
Has taken its toll, he's lost his way,
In the dark of night, he'll silently roam,
Hoping to find what he cannot at home.

Axel, dear Axel, we mourn your fate,
Consumed by a game that won't abate,
May you find rest from Hunt's cruel grind,
And embrace the world that you left behind.