chop, chop, chop
off comes the head
i'm on a killing spree, machete in hand

run for your life, run for your life
headhunter
of the

cannibal tribe

the art of headhunting


hack, hack, hack
the sound of the axe

bone-splitting force
separates head from neck
run for your life, run for your life

spine splits in half as your neck bone now cracks

meat to rot

from the corpse
maggots feed
as you decompose


i feed on those maggots and feed on your soul


the art of headhunting

chop, chop, chop

off comes the head
i'm on a killing spree, machete in hand
run for your life, run for your life

headhunter
of the
cannibal tribe


i feed on those maggots and feed on your soul