Headhunter

We stalk your streets at night
We are looking for some fun
We walk the devils path
His work is never done

Some heads will roll tonight
The life of a headhunter

At night I hear their call
I'll bring them home, hang them on my wall
Or pile them up in a closet down the hall
We are the cannibals
Consumers of the flesh
We are the devil's dogs collecting souls of men

Some heads will roll tonight
The life of a headhunter

At night I hear their call
I'll bring them home, hang them on my wall
Or pile them up in a closet down the hall
I'm collecting the souls of the dead
I trap them inside of their own severed heads
And in the afterlife they will be my slaves

I am a headhunter