But if that is not to be, Lord, if monsters such as this
should find their way to my little corner of the world on my watch,
then help me to sweep those bastards from the ramparts,
because doing that is good, and right, and just.
And if in this I should fall,
let me be found atop a pile of brass,
behind the wall I made of their corpses.
~
The Rifleman's Prayer
Unknown (but printed, framed and hanging over my office desk)