Disclaimer. I do not own any rights to Bendy and the Ink Machine. All rights belong to the members of Kindly Beast.

My Puppet
The ink stained poet

My puppet, my sweet pawn.
My little toy on a string.
I control you, I own you.
My perfect, little, scared plaything.

I'll break your mind, I'll own your soul.
I've got chains wrapped around your heart.
I'll end this pathetic little game of yours
Before it even gets the chance to start.

Dripping poison into your ears,
Pulling the strings above.
I'll watch as you crumble before me,
For your pain is what I love.

My puppet, my plaything.
There's no point in trying to run.
I'll find you, I always do.
After all, that's part of the fun.