I'm nurse and nun Undertaker of men All men cry upon my table I'd give you the balm, but you're unable I'm the worst nurse 'Cause it ain't in me I tie them down. I feel no pity And they cry until they're empty I'm nurse and nun Undertaker of men All men cry upon my table I'd give you the cross, but you're unable He was a bad man They had to lift his energy off me It was dark like a cloud, like a wisp of black smoke They had to lift it off me like it was a net of black hair And I arose. My name is Prunella I'm at the height of my trajectory I saw his face and I'm not scared They said show it to her, she's ready I said show it to me, I'm not scared I heal the sick. I raise the dead I am Prunella. If you're hurt, I'll take my revenge The day isn't cold enough for this to sting They laid me out on the table What's this light? What's this rustling? It's time. I rise. I take my revenge Maybe I was twelve. Maybe fourteen Maybe I was eighty-two or eighty-three I carry it through this life I bear every bit of that weight And I will not let them shatter me My name is Prunella My name is Prunella And I'll have my revenge