Bendy

They have sent you a letter to come back home to play. But, to your dismay this isn't your day.
For the happy fun time has begun to fade.
Watch as we reanimate, our corpses you abandoned.
We're dismantled We're mishandled.
But we won't be skipped and swayed.
Trapped within these walls you left our souls to drip away- the ink decays- the walls at bay.
But, the reckoning has come today, you say?
Borris has no guts 'cause you replaced it with mechanical strain!
We've been tortured, but we move forward.
This disorder kills your day.
Hey!
I am Alive!
Immortalized!
You're the creator- you Traitor!
Hey!
There's no vaccine- To cure out dirty needs.
For now you must, Build up our machine!
You die tonight!