"St. Non" lyrics

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 thing 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, wont you wash me?..."

Save me, Saint Non
It's your well, it's your song