永不收回的仁慈

Snowstorm sweeps through Snowdin's sentry posts My scarf catches the wind, my burning hope afloat Puzzles line every path through the forest lanes NYEH HEH HEH! My name will ring out across the Underground! My brother always teases me for being naive and rash Says my Royal Guard dream is just a distant, foolish dash But I'm set to light up the dark with my own hand Catch a human, and earn my rightful badge of grand You crush the fallen snow, stepping forward in silence Turning a blind eye to every elaborate design I guess the Surface wind has blurred your line of sight It's okay, I can be your very first friend, day and night I won't raise sharp bones, nor lay cold traps to snare I open my arms, offering only my softest, truest care Even if you never pause your steps, no warmth in your eyes This mercy, once spoken, I never meant to compromise The Great Papyrus, will always believe you'll come to realize The snowstorm stills right between you and me I clutch the speech I've prepared so carefully But when I look at your silent, unreadable profile All my will to win melts away into gentle reconcile I know every rule of the Underground by heart But no one ever said kindness has to have a mark Even if the whole world turns away and hides I still dare to walk to you, with my friendship open wide You step closer, cold creeping over my shoulders I don't step back an inch, don't summon a single bone boulder I believe deep in every soul, there's a gentle spring Wait a little, look a little, don't walk into the endless dark ring I won't raise sharp bones, nor lay cold traps to snare I open my arms, offering only my softest, truest care Even as the blade cuts through me, dust clouds my dying eyes This faith, to the very end, never once changed its guise The Great Papyrus, will always wait for you to turn back, to rise They say I'm a fool, to believe in one so set in their way But to withhold kindness is the only true betrayal of the soul's sway No matter how many times the cycle resets, snow falls and fades without trace I'll still stand right here, offering you my only warm embrace No vengeance, no bitterness, only hoping you'll turn around This is my last, most stubborn, unbreakable truth I've found I won't raise sharp bones, nor lay cold traps to snare I'll burn myself out, just to warm your frozen heart bare Even if the whole Underground falls silent, snow buries all that once was This mercy, across every reset, will always stay here, just because The Great Papyrus, will always believe you'll walk the path of good cause I still... believe in you. You can... be better. Right?