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BLUEFIRE BOUNTY

[Verse I] Bootsteps on the dust of a long‑dead trail, Ribs like iron branches rattling in the gale. Moonlight carves his shadow in a crooked line, A hunter born of vengeance and a curse divine. Blue fire in his sockets, burning cold and wild, A spell that never sleeps, a hex that never dies. He shoulders up a rifle older than the plains, Rust and bone together singing death’s refrain. [Pre‑Chorus] He doesn’t breathe, he doesn’t bleed, But the curse inside still hungers. Every name upon his list Is a soul he’ll drag down under. [Chorus] Ride, Bluefire Bounty, ride through the night! Let the cursed bullets scream in electric light! Raise your rusted iron, let the wicked fall— You’re the grave’s last echo, the reaper’s drawl! [Verse II] Revolver spinning lazy like a vulture’s wheel, Each chamber packed with magic no mortal could wield. He whispers ancient runes through a shattered jaw, And the bullets twist with hunger for a sinner’s soul to gnaw. Bandits pray to gods that never answer back, When they see that cobalt blaze along the hunter’s track. He’s the sheriff of the shadows, judge of dust and bone, A legend carved in curses no bard has ever owned. [Pre‑Chorus] He doesn’t rest, he doesn’t fade, He’s the oath the dead remember. Every outlaw’s final breath Is a spark in his blue ember. [Chorus] Ride, Bluefire Bounty, ride through the night! Let the cursed bullets scream in electric light! Raise your rusted iron, let the wicked fall— You’re the grave’s last echo, the reaper’s drawl! [Bridge] Blue magic cracks the sky, A storm of spectral flame. He hunts the ones who broke the world And carved his cursed name. Rifle roaring thunder, Revolver spitting doom— When the Bluefire Bounty rides, There’s no outlaw left to bloom. [Final Chorus] Ride, Bluefire Bounty, ride through the night! Let the cursed bullets scream in electric light! Burn your mark on fate with that undead draw— You’re the last cold whisper the wicked ever saw!