Hymn Of Pan

[Verse 1] In the ancient woods where shadows breathe, Through twisted roots and fallen leaves, A haunting tune, a primal call, Rises through the mountains tall. [Verse 2] From the caverns deep and rivers black, Hooves are pounding, never slack, A beast, a god, a force untamed, By fear and lust forever named. [Chorus] Oh, Pan, the wild, the lost, the free, Lord of madness, melody, Your voice turns into frenzied cries, A hymn beneath the weeping skies. [Verse 3] The shepherds dance, the maidens weep, As nightmares rise from forest deep, The pipes of dusk, the song of woe, Brings dawnless nights where shadows grow. [Chorus] Oh, Pan, the wild, the lost, the free, Lord of madness, melody, Your voice turns into frenzied cries, A hymn beneath the weeping skies. [Outro] And when the dawn is drowned in red, The god still plays among the dead.