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(Verse 1)
Born in the shadows, in a land of fire,
Hungarian blood, Serbian desire.
Chris was trained by the deadly four,
Learned the secrets, the ancient lore.
(Pre-Chorus)
Governments fear, but they can't take him down,
39,000 fell to the ground.
Now he's a ghost, a legend untamed,
Roaming the world, no one’s the same.
(Chorus)
Chris, the hunter, the wild and free,
No chains can hold him, no eyes can see.
From Budapest streets to the edge of the earth,
He’s the storm that’s coming, for all he’s worth.
(Verse 2)
They sent their best, but they all bled red,
Against his might, their spirits fled.
Now the world is his, no rules, no ties,
A phantom in the night, under darkened skies.
(Bridge)
Run if you see him, don't look back,
He’s the shadow on your trail, the wolf in the pack.
No escape, no way to survive,
Chris is out there, and he’s alive.
(Chorus)
Chris, the hunter, the wild and free,
No chains can hold him, no eyes can see.
From Budapest streets to the edge of the earth,
He’s the storm that’s coming, for all he’s worth.
(Outro)
A thousand lives in his cold, dead eyes,
Chris is the legend that never dies.
Roaming wild, no end in sight,
The world’s his playground, under the moon’s light.