1. ZOMBIELAND

You can fell below the hell,
If your thoughts are the cradle of evil !
Millions of herd heads
They’re all the zombie bodies !

Pour napalm all over it.
There are old war ghosts here.
The machine gun is making everyone to bend their knees.
There' s no chow, but you' re not broken !

You can fell below the hell !
The era of honor is long gone.
Millions of herd heads —
No pulse, hope is dead.

In this kingdom you can hear the mind,
Not human or beastly.
Teach them orders,
Violating all doctrines !

Get out of these scum forests !
Get out of the rows of convicts and punished ones !

Maybe there's strength in the South.
And mutants are demigods.
There's a grave waiting for us all,
Death and our obituaries !

Get out of these scum forests !
Get out of the rows of convicts and punished ones !

Cleaning out the vicious den,
You are doomed to die!
There is no time to weep for the death of a loved one !
The convicts are all equal before it !
All are equal before it ! Aah !

Poisoned carcass ! Irradiated, like the whole island !
It's not easy to break through, it might be tough !

It's hard to accept this pain ! This pain ! This pain !
I want to scream through the pain, losing control !