Folkearth - Great god pan lyrics
rate meOnce upon a time when mythic creatures thrived
My land was pure, the forests primeval still
And pagan reels would stir the crooked boughs
Surrendering them to the whims of the whispering wind�
There flowers sprung beneath the cloven hoofs
Of an elder being-far more ancient than the Olympians themselves�
The ancient trees know him by the name�Pan, what lust runs through thy veins!
The Dryads alone yet sing his fame�Pan, thy music the Gods entertains!
Ten score Satyr squires
With nymphs sought delight�thy flute is divine
O Pan, our music inspire!
Teach us thine art
The tunes that would win
The hearts of a nymph!
The ancient trees know him by the name�Pan, what lust runs through thy veins!
The Dryads alone yet sing his fame�Pan, thy music the Gods entertains!
Pan, great god
Spread panic in our enemy's ranks!
We invoke thy name
In moonlit glades-grant us the gift
Of arcane prophecy�
The ancient trees know him by the name�Pan, what lust runs through thy veins!
The Dryads alone yet sing his fame�Pan, thy music the Gods entertains!
[Orphic hymn to Pan excerpt:]
"I invoke the brawny Pan, the sky and the sea�I invoke earth, the sovereign queen and immortal fire�
O friend of Echo, thou who dances with the nymphs, thou who knowest everything, bearer of light, the true horned Zeus�"
I can hear the rivers lamenting and the willows weep�
Pan, our forests doth miss you�
For now a loathsome Christ has dubbed you Satan
And cast thee in exile�
But your shrines are not forgotten�there are those who still utter thy name
To restore thy glory and behold thee, Horned god, enthroned once more!
[Orphic hymn to Pan excerpt continued:]
"Thou who changes the nature of every thing with thy predictions and guides the race of men upon this vast earth�
But come o blessed one, thou courtier of Bacchus, come o inciting one, come to our holiest of sacrifices and grant us a good life's ending by dispersing the frenzy of panic unto the four corners of the earth&#65533;"<br />
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Thanks to razvan
