One of the Dead - Inkubus Sukkubus

No one can hurt her now

No one can use her, or give her pain

No one can do the things

Do the things the boys, and the men, they do

There is no cold wind, that in it’s spite

Would chill her to the bone

She’s one of the dead now

She’s one of the dead now

She’s one of the dead now

She’s one of the dead now

There is no hand of fate

That is never to late to crush her dreams

There is no descending sorrow

As the mirror looks back and tells no lies

She’s one of the dead now

She’s one of the dead now

She’s one of the dead now

She’s one of the dead now

There is no hate or fear for the liberator

Who came with a kiss and a knife

He came as and angel of love

To lift her up, and set her free

She’s one of the dead now

She’s one of the dead now

She’s one of the dead now

She’s one of the dead now

She’s one of the dead now

She’s one of the dead now

She’s one of the dead now

She’s one of the dead now

She’s one of the dead now

She’s one of the dead now

She’s one of the dead now

She’s one of the dead now

She’s one of the dead now

She’s one of the dead now

She’s one of the dead now

She’s one of the dead now