Margaret's Injection

Love is our large concern
But that’s become difficult to share
She cannot open her eyes
They’ve been glued by greed
I’m not in the habit of hurting a person
Never relished violence
But Margaret it’s time for your injection
Should I fetch a priest and gun?
Her trip is now beginning
She dies unloved
She’ll never be forgotten she made sure of that
Selling back to people what they’d already got
I wish I missed you more, not never a wound to heal
I wish I’d hurt you more, pain is your just reward
I wish I missed you more, not never a wound to heal
I wish I’d killed you more, pain is your just reward
Time is now mine to kill
Her corpse is threatening to smell
I watch her blood congeal just skin and bones
She’ll never be forgotten i’ll paint on her grave
And take from her kind any love that they’d made
I wish I missed you more, not never a wound to heal
I wish I’d hurt you more, pain is your just reward
I wish I missed you more, not never a wound to heal
I wish I’d killed you more, pain is your just reward