Shrunken Heads Vertigo Lyrics

There is a danger for incautious traveler
That lurks among this darkened marsh

Swamp folk are the dwellers here
They tend to place shrunken heads
Fitting them on ferociously decorated spears

Unbearable stench soars throughout their den

Wanderers, vagabonds, scoundrels - all of them are their prey
Rustle in wild expanses makes the strangers terrified
They are running away and succumbing into flurry

Rapid, fierce, chasing the victims
Hunting them down, putting to ground
Bounding with rope and dragging to den
Stoning them with narcotic infusion

Dazed, waiting for ritual dismemberment

Torso is hacked and butchered
Prepared according traditions
Then spoils are distributed by hierarchy
Among the tribe

Warriors are consuming arms and genitals
Women are content with the legs
The elder are possessing brains
And heart belongs to their blood god