"Bendy was a little devil thing far to wide for the silver screen, then he makes them scream! it's Bendy and the devil's swing!"
they had sent you a letter come
back home to play by you
dismay this isn't your day but the happy funtime has become to fade watch as we reanimated the corpses you abandon we were mishandled that won't be skip and swayed trapped within these wall lets are souls to drip away the ink decades the walls are at bay
retained has come today you say
boris don't have no guts because
you replace it with mechanical
strain we were torched move
forward as much as it kills your
day hey i am alive immortalized
your our creator you trator so now
you must build up our machine
you die tonight.