Testo: The Protomen. The Hounds.

Dr. Wily: Tonight, the streets are red
The lights are blue and blinding
No sign of the good doctor
But the sirens wail and whine and
Tell us who you've found

I can almost hear the hounds

What kind of man
Builds a machine to kill a girl?
No, he did not use his hands
Like a smart man, he used a tool
But just the same
Can you question who's to blame?
Choir: What was her name?
Wily: Doesn't matter. Now listen:
The Good Doctor has to pay!

When I say he was a monster
When I set fire to his name
It doesn't matter where you hear it from
Whether truth or lies, it gets said all the same

Whatever's on the table plays!

There is a flame that I've been fanning
There is a fire waiting to catch
There's a Hell that has been building
From the moment we first met
If there ever was a time
If there ever was a chance
To undo the things I've done
And wash these bloodstains from my hands
It is past and long forgotten
These are the paths that we must take
'Cuz you and I, Tom, we are men
And we can bend, and we can break
But if you think that you can run
If you think that you can stand
Well, you forget who turned this city on
You forget who plugged this city in

They'll not switch it off again
One by one, they're tuning in