You could have saved yourselfnI gave you more than one chancenI Am Murdered, I Am Murdered you criednWell, well,nYou could have survivednnI will rot, a broken man, in this green and pleasant landnYour position can't save you nown(Your position can't save you)nYou were the finger on my triggernAnd the rope around my necknAs you were as wellnnYour position can't save you nownYou could have saved yourselfnI gave you more than one chancenI Am Murdered, I Am Murdered you criednWell, well,nIf the truth be toldnIt is I that will meet my demise at your hands Mr. PercevalnI am murderednYou will hang a guilty man in England's green and pleasant landnnYour position (you were the rope around my neck) can't save you now (you were the finger on my trigger)nYour position can't save you now (you were the rope around my neck)nYour position can't save you nownAs the bullet flies, you cannot hide behindnYour position (you were the rope around my neck) can't save you now (you were the finger on my trigger)nYour position can't save you now (you were the rope around my neck)nYour position can't save me now (you were the finger on my trigger)nYour position can't save me now