Genocidal Undertale

Thorin N. Tatge

To “Gentle Arms of Eden” by Dave Carter and Tracy Grammer

In a distant, hazy mountain, so the legends made it seem

Lay a vast amazing underworld like some unending dream.

So I plunged into the darkness, for I'd long since vanquished fear

And a demon flower spoke to me and made it very clear:

This was my home, this was my only home

This was the only ground remaining I would ever roam

And so I strayed in the darkness alone

And thus began my genocidal undertale.

A friendly monster found me as she was walking by

She told me tales of slimy snails and fed me love and pie.

I asked her how to move on, but she wouldn't let me leave

So I cut her down and told myself I had no cause to grieve;

I left her home, I left her ruined home

I left her quiet sacred ground to venture on my own

I would not stay amid frogs and fragile loam

I'd rather tell a genocidal undertale.

I emerged into a forest in a barren snowy pass

There were canine guards and bunny folk and skeletons with sass.

I went hunting in the tundra, where my anger took its toll

But when I returned to town I found they'd left it to a soul:

They'd fled their home, they'd fled their only home

They'd fled the only sacred ground that they had ever known

Lest they should fall in the dark night alone

Shivering victims of my genocidal undertale.

So I tromped into a swampland where the world was blue and black

But found to my dismay there were no people to attack

No onion in the ocean; no cryptic mushroom dance

Aside from one brave hero who was blocking my advance,

They'd fled their home, they'd fled their only home

They'd fled the only sacred ground that they had ever known

Lest they should fall in the dark night alone

Washed up victims of my genocidal undertale.

So I ventured into Hotland with its steaming magma sea

And I met a killer robot who was much more nice than me

He told me his creator had sequestered everyone

So I slaughtered lots of spiders and continued with my fun

They'd fled their home, they'd fled their only home

They'd fled the only sacred ground that they had ever known

Lest they should fall in the dark night alone

Burned up victims of my genocidal undertale.

I killed every single straggler in the giant metal Core

And I slew the killer robot whom I'd spoken to before.

Then the demon flower awakened and he told his sordid tale

But when I twirled my knife and left him fearing my betrayal,

He fled his home, he fled his childhood home

He fled the only sacred ground that he had ever known

Lest he should fall in the dark night alone

Ironic victim of my genocidal undertale.

Then I reached the hall of judgment where a skeleton stood guard

Who'd think a guy in slippers and a suit would fight so hard?

He killed me and he killed me 'til I'd died a hundred times

But I beat him on try one-thirteen 'cause there still were things I hadn't seen

And I couldn't slough my crimes.

I took his home, I took his only home

I took the only sacred ground that he had ever known

So then he fell in the great hall alone

Worthy victim of my genocidal undertale.

When I met the king of monsters, I destroyed him in one blow

Then I wandered through the ancient seal—where else was I to go?

I was aiming for the surface where humanity still dwelt

I'd show them why I'd left until they felt the way I felt

They'd lose their home, they'd lose their only home

They'd lose the only sacred ground that they had ever known

And then they'd fall in the gold flowers they'd grown

Hateful victims of my genocidal overtale.

But the flower tried to join me so that he could leave as well

So I smashed him into pieces and destroyed his broken shell.

I was left there in the darkness, 'til a thing with my own face

Said that they'd been in me, growing, so this world could be erased

They'd killed their home, I'd helped them kill their home

And then they cut the world away and left me on my own

So here I wait in the darkness alone

The final victim of my genocidal undertale.

Oh, I'd sell my soul to get another undertale.