'Scuse me sir, but may I ask what the fuck we're doing here?
Infinity Ward turned us into Multiplayer DLC Characters
But why would they do that to us after all the bloody hell we've been through?
'Cause they're cunts, I swear I'll only do this once, we're about to go through hell and smoke some deadly cryptid blunts, infiltrate the ship, destroy all the hives, if we fail in our mission we you can kiss your ass goodbye
But what is our mission?
Rescue an Intel Operative, get to the top of the ship, then kill something really big, don't lose hope, there's no time to be a bum, we can craft different shit and have ourselves a little fun
Mayday! Fighting in a ghost ship Shooting them Cryps cause I don't give two shits Mayday! Blasting room to room Dropping hives with drills calling Mayday!
Unlock the cargo bay and move up we can't stay, I wanna finish and get drunk before the end of the day
I found a Panzerfaust, but I'm not a detective, one thing I know for sure is that this weapon's effective
Don't know what to expect so I continue to blast
Watch out for cryptids shitting cabbage turrets 'outta its ass
Upgrade my Venom-X with various parts
To shoot fire or lightning-
Or seeder plants!
Mayday! Fighting in a ghost ship Shooting them Cryps cause I don't give two shits Mayday!
Blasting room to room Dropping hives with drills, hear the frags go boom Mayday! They're everywhere causing searing pain that I just can't bear Mayday! It isn't fair one thousand v four, we're calling Mayday!

Oi! We're raising hell, exterminating cryptids, gathering intel Mayday! Just ring the bell if you kill to many and can't stand the smell Mayday! On the edge our seat, all this action makes my heart skip to the beat Mayday! In their eyes we're meat and they'll serve us if we accept defeat Oi!
The sound of my gun drowns the volume of my voice Since it was released the Rippers my weapon of choice Use the chemical gas to finish off the rest Of all the methods that we used this really seemed to work the best It's not the cryptids that cause me to go into a panic It's the masters that they serve, find out in the cinematic Top of the ship, hear a beast that lurks
Is it the Americans?
No it's much worse

Mayday! Fighting in a ghost ship Shooting them Cryps cause I don't give two shits Mayday!
Blasting room to room Dropping hives with drills, hear the frags go boom Mayday! They're everywhere causing searing pain that I just can't bear Mayday! It isn't fair one thousand v four, we're calling Mayday!