out on the range
gun in my hand
scope for my eye
knife to cut fur
flame to cook meat
tent to sleep in
field to hunt in
camp is set up
near draws the prey
sheep to shoot at
they run in groups
I run and throw
grenades at them
I set my gun
to full auto
and mow them down
Just as they're hit
they fall and baah
I stab their neck
to shut their mouth
Just won't shut up
to end their life
to taste their blood
my victory
has come again
I sley demons
when they come back
and to my lord
prepare their corpse
for sacrifice
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