Bendy and the Ink Machine: Moving Pictures - Dan Bull

Hello children

I hope you’re sitting comfortably

I want to tell you a story of a fellow called Henry

And a devil called Bendy

Henry thought his life was sorted

Quite looked forward to retirement

'Til he was drawn back

Right into a violent environment

One peculiar day

Henry received a strange invitation

To revisit the place

He used to work on animation

It came from Joey Drew

Explained;

«I've something to show you»

But was it remotely true?

Only Joey knew the true motive

Provoking him to open up the workshop

Soaked in ink and slowly sinking lower

Since the first drop

In thirty years, it’s only got worse

Is this a dream?

Has it really been so long

Since our little demon hit the scene?

And

Kicked off a whole new industry

A star of cinema screen

Brought to life until we saw

The darkness in between

Blacker than a lung packed with tobacco, tar and nicotine

You’ll have to grab the scattered parts and start the ink machine

This is so sick to see

No, Joey, don’t do this to me

There are some grisly things

I’d rather keep a mystery

Why are we here?

Drowning in fear of the darkest kind

It’s kind of weird

But I’m sure that I’ve been here some time before

You’re drawn into the darkness

Floor full of pools and oozing tar pits

What awful décor, who’ll renew the carpets

Who’ll remove the carcass, who’s the loony artist?

Ooh

All the horrors engulf

What have they done to poor Boris the Wolf?

It’s rather heartless

I wouldn’t bother to see if he’s got any pulse

This was a repulsive ritual

Committed by sick individuals

And if you falter trying to halt them

Then they’ll get you all

Come on, professor, turn on the pressure

Unless you’re utterly stuck

Perhaps you need a wee refresher

Yes, sir, well, it’ll be my pleasure

The liquid leaking from the dresser

Isn’t bleeding ketchup

Now, clean this mess up

He’s chasing you, the Dancing Demon

You’ve eaten too much bacon soup

Your pants are creaming

That’s a meme, innit?

So, don’t let me catch you stealing it

So, what if it’s only a cartoon?

There’s nothing we shan’t do to harm you

If you can’t prove, you are tuned for part two

We’re dropping deeper into the ether

Where we will be unlocking the secret of the machine

I didn’t believe it either

Intriguing teasers seemed to be there

Leading me to seek the reason

For the secretions of this evil creature

Why are we here?

Drowning in fear of the darkest kind

It’s kind of weird

But I’m sure that I’ve been here some time before

You’re drawn into the storyboard

Calling you through doors, you’re falling through the floorboards

I know you’re phobic of the oozing dark

So, here’s a complimentary entry to the abuse-ment park, hah!