Crown Ov Horns - The Machete lyrics

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ncient tribal war takes place in present day

Warriors' marched and chanted war hymns

Weapons and fists raised high in unity

Evoking the lost art of headhunting ritual

Dusk fell, killing spree begins

Heads cut off, gathered as trophies

An outbreak of violence

Buildings set on fire and burnt down

Return to the age of chaos and darkness

Barbaric unlawful acts of blasphemy

Warriors collected their victims' heads

Left are beheaded corpses, piled up in masses

Murder – your useless kind, not needed here

Mutilate – your body in redemption of our glory

Decapitate – your head proclaiming victory

Weapon of choice sharpened

To split apart the head and body

Multiple stabs to ensure a certain death

Sacrificial rituals to occur once again

Entrails pulled out from the body

Decapitated head held up high in the sky

Ancient practice of headhunting ritual

Eating victims' heart to strengthen oneself