Through The Gates (a BATIM and NITW song)



Bendy: Call me Mr. Be-endy I'll give you a show Hear the crashing of the ink on the floor down below Call me Mr. Be-endy I'll give you a show Hear the crashing of the ink on the floor down below

Through the screen and dim static glow come away with me come and play with me Where no grown people are allowed to go Come and sing with me Come and stay with me

Mae Borowski: Something in my bones says this is wrong but I'm so enthralled by his dapper siren song try and fix the good old ink machine Swore he spoke my name just imagine what a shock

Bendy:Though the people here may look strange just pay them no mind we'll leave them all behind They may warn you off say you'll change no problems to find can't you see they're blind Both: back through the gates where no one ever goes he'll kill you off and make them into ghosts Deep in the dark where light can't even reach They'll find your remains eaten like a peach

Call me Mr. Be-endy (Oh Be-endy) I'll give you a show (Oh Be-endy) Hear the crashing of the ink (Oh Be-endy) on the floor down below (Please don't take my own) Call me Mr. Be-endy (Oh Be-endy) I'll give you a show (Oh Be-endy) Hear the crashing of the ink (Oh Be-endy) on the floor down below (Please don't take my own) Call me Mr. Be-endy I'll give you a show Hear the crashing of the ink on the floor down below

Mae Borowski: Something here is feeling very wrong I'm no longer disillusioned by his song silence did descend upon this land I can't even hear the crunching of the sand

Both: back through the gates where no one ever goes he'll kill you off and make them into ghosts Deep in the dark where light can't even reach They'll find your remains eaten like a peach

Call me Mr. Be-endy (Oh Be-endy) I'll give you a show (Oh Be-endy) Hear the crashing of the ink (Oh Be-endy) on the floor down below (Please don't take my own) Call me Mr. Be-endy (Oh Be-endy) I'll give you a show (Oh Be-endy) Hear the crashing of the ink (Oh Be-endy) on the floor down below (Please don't take my own) Call me Mr. Be-endy I'll give you a show Hear the crashing of the ink on the floor down below

Mae Borowski: Voices drift through the air screams filled with agony everywhere In this cacophony noise fills my mind till I can no longer see Oh Be-endy, oh Be-endy Oh Be-endy Please don't take my own

Both: Call me Mr. Be-endy (Oh Be-endy) I'll give you a show (Oh Be-endy) Hear the crashing of the ink (Oh Be-endy) on the floor down below (Please don't take my own) Call me Mr. Be-endy (Oh Be-endy) I'll give you a show (Oh Be-endy) Hear the crashing of the ink (Oh Be-endy) on the floor down below (Please don't take my own) Call me Mr. Be-endy I'll give you a show Hear the crashing of the ink on the floor down below