St. Non Emma Ruth Rundle
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Save me, Saint Non
Your well, your song
Here is my pride, here is my grieving
Here is this hell I've been receiving
So save me, Saint Non
Your well, your song
"What water you drink", she says
"On flesh you won't feed," she says
"Down on your knees you're close to me, you're close to me
Where everything grows, where everything starts again
Deep in my ground the wealth of the spring is given, is given for free"
And I said
"Saint, Saint, Saint, Saint
Old Gods, old Gods, won't you wash me?"
Saint, Saint, Saint
Old Gods, won't you wash mе?
Saint, Saint, Saint, Saint, Saint, Saint
Old Gods, wash me
Save me, Saint Non
It's your wеll, it's your song
Your well, your song
Here is my pride, here is my grieving
Here is this hell I've been receiving
So save me, Saint Non
Your well, your song
"What water you drink", she says
"On flesh you won't feed," she says
"Down on your knees you're close to me, you're close to me
Where everything grows, where everything starts again
Deep in my ground the wealth of the spring is given, is given for free"
And I said
"Saint, Saint, Saint, Saint
Old Gods, old Gods, won't you wash me?"
Saint, Saint, Saint
Old Gods, won't you wash mе?
Saint, Saint, Saint, Saint, Saint, Saint
Old Gods, wash me
Save me, Saint Non
It's your wеll, it's your song
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