Listen, human. Listen well.
My sons fought 'til the end of the line in locations you know
but dare not to dwell.
I'm holding back all my urges to yell.
I have returned here to settle the score.
Now tell, me what are you fighting for?
This is your final stand.
For I am the man that speaks in hands.
Go ahead and try to hit me if you're able,
you can see my physicality's unstable
All the pain that you have caused is purely pointless.
So I hope that you will not enjoy this.
You will never win this fight in leisure.
So I'll never give your soul the pleasure
Giving you any belief that you will defeat me
After k**ing them so indiscreetly.
You have no more.
Lo-o-o-o-ove.
Lo-o-o-o-ove.
Lo-o-o-o-ove.
Lo-o-o-o-ove.
Lo-o-o-o-ove.
Lo-o-o-o-ove.
Is this who you are?
Is this who they knew?
I feel so bad for Papyrus, and it's all because of you.
Now I have a feeling
That you will k** me too.
So I hope you have some magic,
So it's easier on you.
Go ahead and try to hit me if you're able,
you can see my physicality's unstable.
My sons' dying has left me short on mercy.
So I think it's quite unwise to verse me.
But I am even more than the two that fell.
Everything they care about I know too well.
I know their fury. I know their patience.
Know their determination.
You will never.
Lo-o-o-o-ove.
Lo-o-o-o-ove.
Lo-o-o-o-ove.
And I'm stronger than you.
Lo-o-o-o-ove.
Lo-o-o-o-ove.
Lo-o-o-o-ove.
And I'm stronger than you.
Lo-o-o-o-ove.
Lo-o-o-o-ove.
Lo-o-o-o-ove.
And I'm stronger than you.
Lo-o-o-o-ove.
Lo-o-o-o-ove.
Lo-o-o-o-ove.