CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Empty Marsh
The stories speak of an angel
Who will make our land go empty
Is it you the stories detail?
The one who kills monsters plenty?
Halfway there, no giving up now
There's only 18 in this land
Feel their dust float around the air
This feels strangely satisfying
Every monster believes in Undyne
By her design, she'll end this decline
Everything is going to be fine
We hope
Conflict, turmoil
Faltering monsters
Apprehension
Determination
Mystery, misery
Satisfaction, LOVE
But our savior will come
And end this brutal, harsh war
She'll set us all free, show no MERCY
Help all of us flee
Monsters are dying
Children are crying
This is quite fun
But is it still the right thing to do?
Wait, of course it is!
Screams ring out!
They're all gone, let us go on...
Who will make our land go empty
Is it you the stories detail?
The one who kills monsters plenty?
Halfway there, no giving up now
There's only 18 in this land
Feel their dust float around the air
This feels strangely satisfying
Every monster believes in Undyne
By her design, she'll end this decline
Everything is going to be fine
We hope
Conflict, turmoil
Faltering monsters
Apprehension
Determination
Mystery, misery
Satisfaction, LOVE
But our savior will come
And end this brutal, harsh war
She'll set us all free, show no MERCY
Help all of us flee
Monsters are dying
Children are crying
This is quite fun
But is it still the right thing to do?
Wait, of course it is!
Screams ring out!
They're all gone, let us go on...