Lyrics
We stalk your streets at night
We prowl the streets during nighttime.
We are looking for some fun
We seek amusement or excitement.
We walk the devils path
We follow a path associated with evil or wrongdoing.
His work is never done
The evil deeds we engage in are ceaseless.
Whoa oh, some heads will roll tonight
We anticipate causing harm or taking lives tonight.
The life of a headhunter
Describes the lifestyle of a headhunter.
Whoa oh heads will roll tonight
Expectation that there will be casualties tonight.
The life of a headhunter
Reiteration of the lifestyle of a headhunter.
At night I hear their call
At night, the singer hears a beckoning to hunt.
I'll bring them home, hang them on my wall
Intention to collect and display severed heads as trophies.
Or pile them up in a closet down the hall
Alternate plans for storing collected heads.
We are the cannibals consumers of the flesh
Depiction of being predators, consuming human flesh metaphorically.
We are the devils dogs
Comparison to devilish creatures, relentless in their pursuit.
Collecting souls of men
Act of capturing or claiming the souls of men.
Whoa oh, some heads will roll tonight
Expectation of causing harm or death tonight.
The life of a headhunter
Describes the lifestyle of a headhunter again.
Whoa oh heads will roll tonight
Anticipation of casualties or harm tonight.
The life of a headhunter
Reiteration of the lifestyle of a headhunter.
At night I hear their call
At night, the singer feels compelled to hunt.
I'll bring them home, hang them on my wall
Intent to collect and display severed heads as trophies, reiterated.
Or pile them up in a closet down the hall
Alternative plans for storing collected heads, reiterated.
I'm collecting the souls of the dead
The singer collects the souls of the deceased.
I trap them inside of their own severed heads
Metaphorically trapping souls within severed heads.
And in the afterlife they will be my slaves
Belief that captured souls will serve the singer in the afterlife.
I am a headhunter
Self-identification as a headhunter.
At night I hear their call
Continued compulsion to hunt at night.
I'll bring them home, hang them on my wall
Intention to collect and display severed heads as trophies, repeated.
Or pile them up in a closet down the hall
Alternative plans for storing collected heads, repeated.
I'm collecting the souls of the dead
Repeated action of collecting souls of the deceased.
I trap them inside of their own severed heads
Continued metaphor of trapping souls within severed heads.
And in the afterlife they will be my slaves
Belief that captured souls will serve the singer in the afterlife, repeated.
I am a headhunter
Reiteration of self-identification as a headhunter.
I'm a headhunter i'm a headhunter
Assertion of being a headhunter, emphasized.
I'm a headhunter
Repetition affirming the singer's identity as a headhunter.
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