Christian

Stand in your uniform,
And wear it proud.
Kill the infidel, and shout ever so loud.
Kill the one who disagrees,
Disappear the protestor who clearly sees
What you are and what you've become.
A man who's lost his religion
And took up the gun.
Yet, in your secrecy, you made love to a dog
And you furnish politicians who made you a God.
You have your Theonomy of secret police
I want none of it, so kill me too, please.