I've some deadly black spots for the clod who left us below! Stop your tomfoolery! It’s surprising to how nearly every lyric has some sort of reference, joke and its context. The original YouTube version of the song has a very long introduction with Stupendium as Joey Drew talking to an imaginary audience and arguing with his staff. They call me Sans, I'm the serif of these parts, Just look into my eye, see my funny type-face, I'm really quite a nice guy but if you pick a fight. From a God who must have meant it. In it, the protagonist accidentally falls underground and discovers a society of monsters, and must work their way out. Should that be included? / Wait here and keep your eyes out for humans! Traps set! Don't you know you've gotta be this tall to die? markalcove, if you watch the video when it goes to that part it shows Napstablook. But I also have a specialty in unlucky spelunkers, Rupture realities and guzzle on the stuff in betwee, I bring the muscle to the scuffle plus a couple of beams, When you're caught in the cycle of an undying skeleton, Testing your death would be a welcome experiment, Every parallel dimension is at my command, But when it comes to spitting fire I've the matter in hands. “Art of Darkness” is The Stupendium’s follow-up to “Find the Keys,” his first tribute to horror indie game Bendy and the Ink Machine. It was the end of empty threats. I am on it like a rocket on a course to freakin' pound ya. I am PAPYRUS! Astound at the scoundrel crowd you've drawn, It's laughable to think you'll bring back the norm, I live for my work but I'd die to stop them, Stationery should be stationary, shouldn't talk back, Thought that the apocalypse was supposed to live on horseback, “Art of Darkness” is The Stupendium’s follow-up to “Find the Keys,” his first tribute to horror indie game Bendy and the Ink Machine. NYEH!! And then we work and then we work. I just transferred, I'm new! And then we end up in the ground. I am PAPYRUS! If there are secrets that you want to find out. I barely know her!' Call me super-sonic 'cause I'm running rings around ya. The Stupendium) [Dan Bull:] I still remember the day the frost descended. It seems this scene has us careening down an elevator, I doubt that one machine here could make it past a regulator, Alice thinks that hackin’ up my pal is gonna medicate her, If you thought that demons were your problem, right now, But at the heart, well, the art is heartless, Givin' you the willies as I’m stepping off my steamboat. Rogue's Gallery Lyrics: I may not look it but I went to an art school, y'know / And I stole like, eight crates of acrylic before I tripped the alarm / Anywho, what can I do for ya, pal? / We are here to stand guard! This song focuses on the skeleton characters, who are often considered the most iconic characters of the game. For humanity`s interest. Every human one day ends up six feet underground. Well, the Angel’s on the stage so, pipe down. You may waste your days (Work, work, hurry, hurry) But at least you were able (Work, work, worry, worry) To pay off your grave (Work, work, hurry, hurry) Since we leased you your cradle (Worry, hurry, work, work) Be faithful and pray. / Papyrus: / Sans! So, you're on the path of the starving artist. My last school had a few too many waifus So after a few suicides I moved I'm just after a class I won't ha Walt's a better man than you've ever been! I'll take a sip of fizz and I'll go whizzing past your bullets. This song is based off the 2015 indie game Undertale. You best prepare for a hilariously bad time! And upon whose plentiful benevolence each of us depended. The song builds off its predecessor and finishes out the remaining three chapters of the game, all the while hiding little Easter eggs in the lyrics per Stupendium style. Behave as you slave. Hey! Hop on the Ink Machine and ride those pipes down. I like how spooky the one part is. Best chef in the king's brigade! I serve spaghetti and incredibly good rhymes! Armed and ready! No mercy made up name by the way and only thing I could think of. Verse 3 isn’t sung by Napstablook, it’s sung by Asgore. We must have crossed a deity whom our greed and lust offended. I'm outside of time and space but I'm afraid you're just out of time! Work, … Never ever meddled with a pencil lead and bred lines, Monkey with a wrench might thunk you in the head, There once was an angel who swallowed a spider, fair grounds to take a little revenge now, Well it's a shame that your organs and limbs will be lost in the ink.