Conesuala Songtext

Conesuala, Lady tailor,
Weaving deep beneath the sun,
Making things for everything that run, run,
Hermitized one you're my little summer maid,
Orchard eyed one take my love
Holy Grail head, deep forest fed,
Weaving deep beneath the moon,
Quiver mouth chants a crooning moon rune.
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