The Doomsday Killer [4K] [Metal] | Undertale Genocide Fan-made Song | Player

We can take some really bad and twisted decisions in our life. LYRICS: Deja vu, partner... It’s over now. The doomsday clock has struck the end, With not a soul left to defend. You acted like a total scum, And watched as everyone grew numb. A psycho with a crimson blade, You loved the havoc that you made. You’d even take a life of mine, To watch the stars cease to shine. KILL! KILL! Here we go again. SPILL! Only you remain. DIE! The count is lost to time. DRY! Your soul paid for the crime! DROWN! You sit upon your throne of bone, In a kingdom built of screams alone. While living hearts begin to dull, You polish every cracked-up skull. No mercy shown, no love, no grace, Just blood upon your smiling face. You reek of flesh and rotted meat, With piles of bodies at your feet. You grew a crop of twisted clones, From marrow, ash, and broken stones. A hollow kind that lives by dread, Even after they are dead. But now the air is getting thin, With nowhere left to tuck your sin. The signature is carved in deep— A promise that you meant to keep. Oh... let's remember that mighty signature... Cutting their limbs off, one by one, slowly... Forcing the victims to drink the red flood... Until they choke on the copper of blood. And then... when the light leaves their eyes... You pierce the heart. Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! The shadows dance, the lights go black, There is no road to lead you back. The mirror shows a hollow shell, The only resident of hell. You’ve perfected every artful tear, But there is no one left to fear. The blade is blunt, the fire’s cold, The greatest horror ever told. KILL! KILL! Here we go again. SPILL! Only you remain. DIE! The count is lost to time. DRY! Your soul paid for the crime! DROWN! The sky is bruised a sickly grey, The sun has finally turned away. The cities crumble, quiet and vast, A world of ghosts is all you’ve amassed. No birds will sing, no wind will blow, There’s nowhere left for you to go. The oceans rise in a salty flood, To wash away the stains of blood. The stars are falling, one by one, The masterpiece of death is done. You carved the earth until it bled, Now you’re the King of all the dead. The atmosphere is thick with soot, The world is crushed beneath your foot. But tell me, partner, was it worth the cost? To win the game where everything is lost? Look at the horizon... There’s no tomorrow coming this time. No more clones. No more victims. Just... silence. The ultimate signature. The end.