Cop Army

Verse 1

One man is just a cop
A lonely badge and gun
But a hundred cops is an army
Evil cannot run

Let the wicked all 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
With a hundred cops' right hands
They hath the pre-eminence

By the words of the ancient bards
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 men
And cannot fight the final state
Entropy can't go to jail
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!