Headhunter (Doyle)

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 ill 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 devils dogs collecting souls of men some heads will roll tonight the life of a headhunter at night i hear their call ill bring them home, hang them on my wall or pile them up in a closet down the hall im 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