Programmed to Fight/Crashman

Ready? Let's go!
 We see you in the distance as your weapon glistens
 We hold our breath, we wait and listen
 My end has come and I welcome glory
 No one will know the truth to this story
 The iron in my chest is not beating
 It's burning and smoking and turning
 I know what's coming... I asked it here
 And with it the rain and thunder, electricity
 Everything changes
 tonight
 Crashman paces back and forth
 Inside walls reinforced
 Crash bombs mounted to his arms
 Locked... loaded... ready... armed
 Gotta gotta get out of this town
 Gotta bring that Wily down
 Closer draws the final hour
 To break Wily's walls you will need my power
 But to your aid, an unlikely friend
 Programmed to fight till the very end!
 A fitting death
 My hands are gone
 replaced by fire
 and intent
 Soiled in their conception
 A whistle
 An omen
 The breath stops. Mine?
 Time for battle?
 Yes
 Crashman paces back and forth
 Inside walls reinforced
 Crash bombs mounted to his arms
 Locked... loaded... ready... armed.
 Gotta gotta get out of this town
 Gotta bring that Wily down.
 And so they fought
 The clash of metal and grinding gears echoed across the night sky
 Victory was at hand
 But in the end
 his will overcame the program
 Down falls Crashman
 Down falls Crashman
 Down falls Crashman
 Down falls Crashman
 Down falls Crashman