Down Here We're All Sinners

Ink give them motions
Give them a life
They didn't ask for they emotions!
You and you're devotion!
Belief is a humans fault
Ink splashing in the walls
Dripping on me
I'm drowing on it
I'm not you're fit
You're created problem
I'm watching you're every step with the ones made of ink
Evil incarnation
So it's me the problem how I got that?
It's me the fault?
How I can ignore, that this cartoons has 2 faces!
I'm getting out!
But that machine flood everything!

And I'm lost
Getting striked by this things
That are not my creations anymore
I have this axe that no getting to much help now
For what motives this abandoned place is full with wood plaques?
Maybe hes hiding something
So I keep questionating everything
And going away of this cursed ink
I don't want the unknow here!
This monsters are fill with ink

I set free a monster when I started the machine?
It's not my inttentions!
I'm here on obligation!
I'm leaving now!
Well, I'm alive
Just alive
In this darkest place
With ink dripping trough the walls
Door for monsters lair!
I want to get out I'm in the underground of that factory now!
What is that man?
I'm too young to die now!

Is you're believe!
It was you're dreams!
Now you know what it mention!
Down here
We're all sinners
Paying for you're sins!
Creator you are our traitor!
Down here we're all sinners
Paying for you're sins
Creator!
We are all creations
But you give us temptemtations
Our traitor!
You'll drowing in ink
The same ink that we born!
Cyanide in our veins
Alive for frustation
You're frustation
You let us behind for decayed
In this troubled place that you give us a life!
The dancing demon
Little devil darling
What type of psycho child
He think that he's conquer when he's cartoon
Chapter name's have that name's
Is the same that make a child cartoon
That the theme is kill other children!
It's not in vain that he's broke!
'Cause I he's keep in this way he's gonna end broke anyway!
Oh!

I want to leave alive!
It's time to survive!
If he pull out the axe I'm screwed!
I'm locked in here I want to get out the mess!
It's not my fault, 'cause
Joey!
What you did here!?
Ink!

For what motive that creature stand up of that ink?
I just want to get out of that evil inside
This ink is a monster I want to be closet of the exit door!
And goodbye to that freakin' factory
That I want to get out the much faster possible!
But

Oh no! Mr. Lawrence!
Stop of all of your complaining!
You'll end up corrupted of all you're complaining!
Everything is a problem for your perfect life!
You end up in the bottom of pit
Just complaining!
And stuck in a ink body just for that!

Is you're believe!
It was you're dreams!
Now you know what it mention!
Down here, we're all sinners
Paying for you're sins!
Creator you are our traitor!
Down here we're all sinners
Paying for you're sins
Creator!