Lyrics
We rode a gondola up to a castle,
This is a disaster 'cause Richtofen’s an ahole.
I’m almost broke & I’m running out of patience,
I gotta get me the Wrath Of The Ancients.
These zombies are full of dishonor,
So the mighty dragon shall feast upon them.
The test subjects must be recovered,
The damage caused by their past actions must not be allowed to repeat
themselves…
Oh SHUT UP!
Damn you 935! Must I continue to be haunted by my former work?
A toast to success, when I’m popping these bottles of ice cold perks.
What goes up must come down,
When I slam the Ragnarok all the undead frown.
When I’m chilling in the Eagle’s Nest,
I’m always shooting them brains with the headshot sound.
Doctor Groph it’s me. Have you made any progress? 'Cause I’m getting tired,
Of cutting down zombies, if I had the Death Machine then I’d feel inspired.
Shoot 3 skulls around the map, create zombie skeletons while I spit this rap.
Blast the moon in the Control Room, then start the party to a disco tune.
We rode a gondola up to a castle,
This is a disaster 'cause Richtofen’s an ahole.
I’m almost broke & I’m running out of patience,
I gotta get me the Wrath Of The Ancients.
Flying 1st Class in the Wundersphere like VIP,
Use the Death Ray to slay the massive crowd of zombies.
I don’t give craps, use Rocket Shield like turtle shell,
Float in the Pyramid Room, I’ll have fun even in this hell.
Holy Khrushchev ball sack, what is that sound?
-It's the Panzer Soldat.
-Quick! Everyone grab a flaming plunger! It’s most effective…
-Are you insane?!
-Why would I lie to you Dempsey? And after, we must locate your cryogenically
frozen original self. Then, we must kill that version of you, and absorb the
soul in this Summoning Key.
-I should’ve never trusted you Richtofen… Never!
We rode a gondola up to a castle,
This is a disaster 'cause Richtofen’s an ahole.
I’m almost broke & I’m running out of patience,
I gotta get me the Wrath Of The Ancients.