The Poison Hand

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
 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