Ūh! Āh!
I will hunt you
I will haunt you
You're scared shitless
Run, run!
On a bonfire
Your smell will rise
Charboiled tissue
Boiled blood
As you hear us
Ūh! Āh!
Ø, Ø, Ø, Ø...
Tasty people
And no soul
Hostile grunting
Not comprehending what you say
Savage like a sentinalese
I'll just tear you
Piece by piece
Can't even wait for your time to die
Ūh! Āh!