On Isle Iona lives a girl She quenched the thirst of the prince of the world Holy Water Holy Water Thick in the mist of green Dun I Pearls ascend from well to sky Holy Water Her Holy Water She flew into the in the veil As the ships set sail with their inquisition And now, just as they’ve feared, she is not leaving Behind the veil, the girl is still breathing in… Holy Water Her Holy Water On Isle Iona Her body rests Un-weathered by times long conquest Severed from sight in the remains Of the holy well of the witches reign
On Isle Iona lives a girl She quenched the thirst of the prince of the world Holy Water Holy Water Thick in the mist of green Dun I Pearls ascend from well to sky Holy Water Her Holy Water She flew into the in the veil As the ships set sail with their inquisition And now, just as they’ve feared, she is not leaving Behind the veil, the girl is still breathing in… Holy Water Her Holy Water On Isle Iona Her body rests Un-weathered by times long conquest Severed from sight in the remains Of the holy well of the witches reign
