Текст (слова) песни: Dissect - Z-Day

Z-day we must surge your brain
With a little scalpel so you feel the pain
With an old saw we open your skull
Blood is dripping your eyes full

Now it`s your time, it`s your turn
A problem with your hair so we must burn
Every hair from your head
Next your notice is you`re dead

So now your rising from the dead
Looking in the mirror a deformed head
In subconscious, you hear the voice
Programmed to kill, your only choice

Destroy all living, create a hell
Killing feels good, you`re feeling well
Burn the churches, your first order yet
Hell on earth is what you get

Z-day we must surge your brain
With a little scalpel so you feel the pain
With an old saw we open your skull
Blood is dripping your eyes full

Now it`s your time, it`s your turn
A problem with your hair so we must burn
Every hair from your head
Next your notice is you`re dead

So now your rising from the dead
Looking in the mirror a deformed head
In subconscious, you hear the voice
Programmed to kill, your only choice

Destroy all living, create a hell
Killing feels good, you`re feeling well
Burn the churches, your first order yet
Hell on earth is what you get

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