Programmed to Fight Lyrics

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...