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 re-animate our corpses you abandoned, were dismantled, and mishandled but it wont 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 'Boris has no guts' cuz' you replaced it with mechanical string we have been tortured but we will move forward this disorder kills your day~ HEY! I am alive, immortalized, your the creator, you trator! HEY! there is no vaccine to cure our dirty needs, for now you must BUILD UP OUR MACHINE YOU DIE TONIGHT! ... TONIGHT! ... BUILD UP OUR MACHINE YOU DIE TONIGHT! So you've found all the pieces to enichiate the pain, our venom stains a night remains but the endings always just the same no gain, nod your head to the beat of death as you draw your last eternal breath sensations, of an invasion, starts the course right through your veins! You say we have no brains were just cartoons for your potrail, to tell a tale bout' a boat and sail, splashes of eternal hate will flood the floor and clean your slate now WERE THE TOOLS! AND YOUR THE FOOL! Our nightmare dominates HEY! I AM ALIVE! IMMORTALIZED, YOUR THE CREATOR! YOU TRAITOR! HEY! THERES NO VACCINE TO CURE OUR DIRTY NEEDS FOR NOW YOU MUST, BUILD UP OUR MACHINE YOU DIE TONIGHT ... TONIGHT! ...BUILD UP OUR MACHINE YOU DIE TONIGHT!
FYI, I'm making Build our Machine REMADE!
