Wrath of the hunter
King of his trade
With no home to go to
He sleeps all day
At the heart of winter
With hell to pay
Like a wolf he cries out
He's following
Vagrant Hunter
Vagrant Hunter
In the depths of darkness
Where no one goes
Forever he wonders
Forever alone
Stalking from a distance
This is his way
Never hear his footsteps
Until it's too late
Vagrant Hunter
Vagrant Hunter
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