You disgrace the uniform you wear.
You’re fighting a war that needs not be,
hiding behind the lie that you really care,
you’re murdering the innocent in the name of ‘democracy’.
Michael King is who he was born.
On his Birthday the free world began to mourn.
When he was six years old daddy King changed his name.
However, following the Protestant leader was not part of his
First came the lies, that we’re all equal in God’s sight.
Then it was, who are we to say what’s wrong or right?
And shortly thereafter, arose that we must tolerate black power.
The sun does set in the west,
And the night is dark and bitterly cold.
We cling to the memories of our best,
Through the stories of them that we are told.
For the beasts are now freed,