Scissors (song)

Scissors is a song from the legion of stationery.

Lyrics
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!