The Duel-Bladed Duelist, Scissors

Lyrics

[SCISSORS, SUNG] You fool! Dare to challenge me? The master of cutlery? On my blade, your doom you'll see To my sword, you'll take a knee! Though you'll fall like those before Instant death would be a bore So for you, my blade I'll store Entertain me, I implore! Without my blades, my martial skill is without parallel I don't need to slice you now to make this duel a living hell I laugh, I SPIT upon your hammers, jumps, and fire spells Hear the sound of the funeral bells You're weak, you're frail, you're paper-thin You're nevеr gonna win You'll be but scraps of paper to be tossеd into the bin [TOADS, SUNG] Hey, watch your head, Mario! One touch of those blades And all your health will go! [SCISSORS, SUNG] I am the reaper that comes in the night Hear my blades unsheathe You already lost the fight Takes just one cut to eviscerate your life I'm the bane of all paper I'm the bringer of strife I am growing bored No more holding back Time to draw my blade for my last attack I'm Scissors You are paper You know what comes next Say goodnight, plumber! I WILL SLIT YOUR NECK! Here now you'll die, you will rest in pieces The final cut approaches My power releases Now fall in twain Your pulp shall rain The Duel-bladed Duelist brings the pain! You know you're dead when you hear my rhyme My blades so sharp They can even cut up the time! I grant no quarter! I'LL CUT YOU INTO QUARTERS! How long 'til you falter here? 'Til you are consumed by fear? Your death is approaching near You'll fall to my deadly shears You slip, you make on mistake One bad jump is all it takes Now I have raised the stakes Won't be long 'til your will shall break! Your pulp will stain the castle of your oldest nemesis And you will join the shadows creeping through the edifice You climbed to heaven, now you're tripping at the precipice Your head is mine, there is no escaping this As stated by the ancient combat art of ro-sham-bo The outcome of this duel Who lives, who dies, you already know [TOADS, SUNG] Hey, watch your step, Mario! Don't jump on those blades Or else your health will go! [SCISSORS, SUNG] I am the sword that cleaves through the land All paper's doom shall come by my hand You will be reshaped when your final hour I bring You will have no choice But to hail the Origami King You can't dodge forever You will soon succumb One touch of my blade and you'll go numb I'm Scissors You are paper You know what I do お前はもう死んでいる! (You are already dead!) Here now you'll die, you will rest in pieces The final cut approaches My power releases Now fall in twain Your pulp shall rain The Duel-bladed Duelist brings the pain! You know you're dead when you hear my rhyme My blades so sharp They can even cut up the time! I grant no quarter! I'LL CUT YOU INTO QUARTERS! [SCISSORS, SPOKEN] Once again, I have cut a worthless object!