Cop Army

Verse 1

One man is just a cop
Shooting off his lonely gun
But with the might of a hundred cops
Something more may be done

Let the evildoers beware
Let the criminals shit their pants
From the wrath of the secular sword
Will they receive their judgement
By the power of the

COP ARMY!

Verse 2

Dispensing justice to the weak
For the great no sentiment
By a hundred cops' right hands
They hath the pre-eminence

By the words of the ancient books
By the zeal of the prophet's rod
A hundred cops may ascend on high
And steal fire from the gods
And be a

COP ARMY!

Verse 3

A hundred cops are still but clay
And cannot fight the ultimate state
No cop imprisons entropy
No cop can escape his fate

The mighty gods once did the work
Yet now the work falls to the creature
One man will die a cop
But return one day as the once and future

COP ARMY!