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'd killed you more pain is your just reward.      Time is now mine to kill.    Her corpse is now threatening to smell.   I watch her blood congeal just skin and bones.      She'll never be forgotten we'll paint on her grave   And take from her kind any love that they'd made.