No one can hurt her now
No one use her
Or give her pain
No one can do the things
Do the things the boys
And the man they do
There is no cold wind
That in its 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
Too 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 an 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.