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The Poison Hand Lyrics

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

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Songwriter(s): Steve Swanson, Chris J. Barnes, Greg Gall, Terry Butler
Record Label(s): 2005 Metal Blade Records
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