Once more defeated, the bedraggled remnants of the Cannibals MC pledge allegiance to their hooded conquerors, following them on their quest to retrieve the Omicron Bomb and end the sad existence of Baron Samedi.
V. GHOULUNATICS
This crowd is the worst
Outcasts debased into something perverse
It's time for unrest
So pull down your cowl and sharpen your vest
We R Ghoulunatics
The Cannibals gathered to shout it out loud
We R Ghoulunatics
Violence is promised and vengeance is vowed
Biting our style
Hooded and drunk with an odor so vile
"Dubrenkim mest fal!"
A misspelled graffito is smeared on the wall
We R Ghoulunatics
Taking a stand with our fists in the air
We R Ghoulunatics
They think we're their pals, but we really don't care
Fight! Till you die
Fight! Till you die
We R Ghoulunatics
Pantaloons sodden and skulls are benumbed
We R Ghoulunatics
Easily led cuz they're so fucking dumb
We R Ghoulunatics
An army of losers, the worst of the worst
We R Ghoulunatics
They'll march to our orders and buy all our merch