My Father has an occupation
He's the executionist
He has a row of people waiting
Their names are on the list
The Killers fate is set in stone
The verdict has been said
The families cry in mourning pain
Till their eyes are blood shot red
They are strapped down to a chair
No life to live up to
The killers sit alone in fear
their fate is carried through
The judges say my dads a doctor
His patients get one call
Lethal injection is what he does
To sleep he puts them all
I have a question I need to know
To clear my point of view
Daddy, If your to punish the killers
Then who will punish you?

 
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