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
