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