Prey WITH LYRICS (CANNED)

Furnace:
[TARGET SPOTTED]

Soot and metal
Will bring hell to you
Cook up the prey, serve it
To the doctor

I can feel it inside my code
Soon enough you'll be slowed
Time to texture your skin
With the Doctor's bite marks

Look out

Target identified
As a threat, missiles locking on
On the speedway, your grave will
Be dug up soon

Proceed any longer
A crisis is to come from the flesh
Inside out
You lit the oil to flames!

Fun your race, hero
I'm faster, stronger, better, smarter
Currently at velocities of 1000's

Motion detector ringing
Process 1: Almost complete
No distraction, winning this race is
[MY FUNCTION]

Hoax is close to complete
Starve, do you pick up?
7.359
Hedgehog is slowing down

So predicting today, are we?
If you won't stop your pace
[I'LL DO IT MYSELF]

FULL THRUST; ENGAGE

I cannot outspeed you
But I can outsmart you
Enjoy glory while you can
If you even value it

Stop speeding, come to halt
Comply or be at fault
Then maybe add a pinch of salt
The Doctor is coming...

Starved:
You don't even know your fate...
Hedgehog...
*Starving madman laughter*

Me, Ivo Robotnik have finished
My duty
My gluttony has consumed me
Corrupting my great and powerful
Mind

Threw away my enterprise
Can't you just spare a small bite?
I'll dip it in something nice
Mobian flavors can surprise

There's no reason to run
It makes
The chase fun, I was shunned
And now I prepare my lunch

Oh boy...

I'll start this coup
You can't do much to start my reign
As I cover this world in stains

You're facing your final match
Don't be so prideful
You're still gonna fall
Facing the red man in your last brawl
Will be so appetizing
Pain is agonizing
Even when you're out cold
You'll feel me feasting on your flesh
While I feast on the best!

Ignorant as always
Even when I made my own waves
You think that you're the one in control?
How can you not see the death toll?

Facing the starved in red...
I'll offer mercy of pain
Just drop dead

Looks as this battle's quick
You've gotten pretty smart
Let us hope you aren't sick
It makes the meat taste tart

So weak, must've hit your peak!
I can't believe you foiled me!
In the past, your future saved me

Why won't you give this up?
You are way too stubborn
The door of fate is shut
As blue is my favorite color of meat

Oh, look at this!
Our hero's gotten violent!
Sorry to burst your bubble
But you should look up, hero!

It is your final chance to look up ahead!