Written on Water: The Ruin

This is an account of building. decay, ruin, and building again. When the Baths fell into decay and the hot springs were drowned by the rising waters, centuries after the Romans had left, a beautiful Anglo Saxon poem lamented their desolation. That poem inspired this song.

RUIN

Cry the wild water!

Cry the deep drowning!

Cry the sunk spring!

Cry the sacked city!

 

Lost are our voices, raised to the high gods!

Wasted the sanctuary, Wasted the healing streams.

 

Silent is Sulis,

Silent Minerva

 

Silent is Sulis,

Silent Minerva

 

Cry the wild water!

Cry the deep drowning!

Cry the sunk spring!

Cry the sacked city!

 

Cry!

Cry!

Cry!

 

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