Текст песни The Great God Pan

The skies above have darkened
THe stars have aligned
We're witness to a rite of black magic design
Master of witches
King of the chaos-sphere
Pastoral god whose altar burns with pagan fear

The Great God Pan
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The ancients live again

Song of the woodlands
Pan Pipes are crying reeds
His maddened tune will lift the autumn leaves
We see the horned-one
We see his shape assume
The form of laughing wines & sandalwood fumes