Something here seems foul...
Something here just reeks
of blood and suffering...
Could it be these halls are echoing...
...Of death...
We'll See...
In all my dreams I see
a maze of halls with bloody
walls and countless scrawls
reminding me "it's me"!
Don't play these games...
You've lost your fright!
I'm armed with more than a light...
And I'm surviving five nights!
No phones, no screens, no more...
Just you and me, a gun or three,
And nothing else between
me and this door!
You bring the fur, I'll bring the fight!
Hey Fo y, come get a bite...
Cause I'm surviving five nights!
(Optional)
You're not Fo y...
No no no, you don't get it!
You don't get it! They're animatronics,
they're children that were stuffed into
animal suits, and they're trying to kill
everybody...
We lose more security guards this way...
