AFTERLIFE With Lyrics! (Standalone Release) | Undertale Yellow

WARNING: DISTURBING IMAGERY AND FLASHING LIGHTS!
Folks have been asking for standalone uploads for the Meta Flowey fight, so enjoy this solo upload of AFTERLIFE!

Lyrics, Vocals, Mix, Video: Drama Josh

Art: The Winterer

AFTERLIFE: Noteblock

specimen patchwork, specimen organic, specimen paper, specimen polygonal: MasterSwordRemix

specimen clay: GlitchedPie

specimen mechanical: Figburn & MasterSwordRemix

Undertale Yellow: Team Undertale Yellow

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[MoonlegendHi]

Is everyone else ignoring how clay was cooking throughout his part like his words just correctly times with the beat so perfectly

[Darthtrace]

I love how in organic, every word is bouncing around if you are wearing headphones, it feels like the sound is surrounding you.

[herbthomas]

" Helping poor lost souls to *dishing out bullet holes* "

Give a better line, I'll wait.

[its_clover]

"EVEN IF THE PAPER'S GOLD, IT CAN STILL BE BENT AND RIPPED" 🗣🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥💯💯💯💯💯💯

[fedethegreat]

The fact that all this could happen just because Clover squished the Micro Froggit is hilarious and terrifying

[FLWYN]

3:06 it’s times like this where i wish specimen: paper was a longer track because he was cooking up something with those lyrics

[didyuu]

Finally i wont have to skip manually to the half of the video for this song

[mishagaming]

love how the lyrics don't start in the flowey sub-phases until a bit later as if he is trying to understand the rhythm

[aussieendeavor]

'Pistils firing' is such a smart line, love it.

[kingdragon]

This could happen from a hundred pixels (Clover) pressing on a few letters that have no meaning in real life and crushing four pixels (Micro Froggit) and causing a talking flower to absorb a bird and become a god

[clashdash]

Timestamps:
0:10 - Afterlife
0:48 - Specimen:Clay
1:28 - Specimen:Organic
2:04 - Afterlife
2:51 - Specimen:Paper
3:13 - Specimen:Polygonal
3:53 - Afterlife
4:31 - Specimen:Mechanical
5:15 - Specimen:Patchworked
5:45 - Afterlife

[CaptainUnown]

I LOVE the “Wonderful” section. How it accentuates the words within the song itself, and of course, the lyrics at the end of both sections are (heh) wonderful. I like how you incorporated Flowey’s tag lines, It’s Kill or Be Killed, and But Nobody Came. It’s been stuck in my head and I can’t praise you enough.

[AU_Player]

Its me flowey
Flowey, flowey the eldritch horror

[Orange_AvengerYT]

"No big FINALE can SAVE you now"
"Against the might of YOUR BEST NIGHTMARE"
"Your HOPES AND DREAMS torn down by the seams"

[A_person_qg]

The line when he says
Call your loved ones names then after saying BUT NODOBY CAME. Was ugh so GOOD

[ThatGuyOmni]

''Can't defend against the might of your best nightmare!'' Now I can't help but think that Flowey actually plotted everything before Frisk's fall and neutral runs are just he practicing his scripts.

[doomlord]

I absolutely ADORE the lyrics for the mechanical specimen.

"This life never changes, but it changed me from a shining beacon just like you and left me broken, empty, numb!"

I can't tell if it's a reference but the music and lyrics work perfect

[lasagna]

It's still so good. I'm obsessed.

[SomeGuyNamedDezecra]

What I inferred from each Specimen:
Clay - Repeated timelines, throwing perfect paths away
Organic - How different characters see Clover in different paths, all leading to hatred.
Paper - How Flowey has acted like a Safety net for Clover up until this point, and how Flowey can change Clover.
Polygonal - Clover joining Flowey in the path of demented destruction (Genocide), and timelines
Mechanical - Flowey's change, Clover's determination
Patchworked - Clover's change, how what Clover has done is nothing compared to Flowey
Feel free to add to this

[cheesecheese]

Timestamps:
0:10 - AFTERLIFE (Part 1)
0:48 - specimen: clay
1:29 - specimen: organic
2:04 - AFTERLIFE (Part 2)
2:52 - specimen: paper
3:13 - specimen: polygonal
3:55 - AFTERLIFE (Part 3)
4:31 - specimen: mechanical
5:16 - specimen: patchwork
5:47 - AFTERLIFE (Part 4)

Lyrics:
AFTERLIFE (Part 1):
You don’t know
How long I’ve been waiting for this moment
Deep below
I’ve been hungering to be your opponent
I’ve thought up
So many fates for you
So, I ask:
WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO DO?

specimen: clay:
Idiot!
_Idiot!_
You were the perfect mold for me
Why did you
_Why did you_
Ignore what you were told to be?
Mashed and pulled in each direction
Shaped you into what was needed
Thought we had a good connection
Yet the journey’s still impeded
When the world’s a toy
A battered blob of clay
For the sculpting
Starts to lose its joy
Airs out every day
Ends up crumbling
Mashed and pulled in each direction
Built the same thing as before
Identical, without exception
When will there be something more!?

specimen: organic:
You’re a sickness
Spreading through
Infecting all
Who talk to you
I’m here to scrub out what’s endured
If loves a symptom…
I’m the cure!
Clinging to me
Like a tumor
Should have removed
You much sooner
Your persistence
Cracks with time
This antidote
Brings your flatline

AFTERLIFE (Part 2):
Try all you’d like to outrun my pull
Watching you struggle is
*W O N D E R F U L*
Lives unfurled
I choose who’s blood is spilled
In this world
IT’S KILL OR BE KILLED
It’s the end
You’re already condemned
So why care?
Can’t defend
Against the might of
Your Best Nightmare
Never seen
A corpse dare defy
So I ask:
How would you like to die?

specimen: paper:
Hit the back of the book
When I tried to turn the page
No matter the path I took
No one else would engage
Threw you in the fold
Caught you when you slipped
Even if the paper’s gold
It can still be bent and ripped

specimen: polygonal:
Reach behind the screen
See outcomes yet to be
Burn them in your retinas
So you can live like me
Don’t know what to do
When floating through the static?
Show them something new
To sow the seeds of panic
Befriend all you meet
Then KILL EM just to feel
Play it on repeat
Until you can’t tell what’s real

AFTERLIFE (Part 3):
Can’t you see?
No big finale can save you now
Anarchy
Reigns here so you’re never getting out
The execution block awaits
So I say:
Pick your favourite fate

specimen: mechanical:
Active warzone
Pistols firing
Far from your home
Life expiring
Refused to stay the course
When I laid out the scene
Nothing but a broken faulty
Cog in my machine
This life never changes
But it changed me from
A shining beacon, just like you
And left me broken, empty, numb
Pushing you further every run
Until you learn to have some fun
Helping poor lost souls
To dishing out bullet holes
How long until you succumb?

specimen: patchwork:
Through paths you’ve traveled
Souls you’ve unraveled
Baby steps towards you joining my way
Your hopes and dreams
Torn down by the seams
And all of the ends you find are frayed
Each time it switches
Just by a bit
It’d leave me in stitches
If you’d commit
There must be a route
To patch up this hole
A single way out
Where I get those SOULS!

AFTERLIFE (Part 4):
Sole judgement
Of a brat, so gullible!
Just submit!
You know it will be
*W O N D E R F U L*
Hope destroyed
Call your loved ones!
Scream their names!
Through the void
BUT NOBODY CAME
Little pawn
Can’t accept your own extermination
Hanging on
With your stubborn Determination
This outcome
Has left me bored
Can we find one
That’s not such a snore?