Take my rifle it's time sonIt's time you became a man and 
when you shoot him When you shoot him down son feel no 
shame cos he's not human I sat and watched em die for the 
sake of bragging rights Trampled by humanity but my 
fathers said that's how it should be That day I realized 
proud men They walk among trees but being a man means 
nothing to me if pride comes at the cost of the weak