Antipope
The Great God Pan
When the chill of the earth black-breasted Is relieved from the glance Of the red sun fire-crested And the forest blossoms dance With the night that stirs and lustres of the Moon In the hidden valley's gloom. Then I pace the ways olden In the woodland solemn spaces Thâintense realm of Pan. I shed my skin mundane, Dispel the pious charms, Renounce the God of ten commands. Uncharmable charmer Of Bacchus and Mars In the sounding rebounding Abyss of the stars! O virgin in armor Thine arrows unsling Pierce the eye of the storm, The Christendomâs king! In the wheel of heaven revolving Mysteries of death and birth, eternal return. In the womb of time dissolving, Letras de cancionesWe shape anew heaven and earth. Ever changing, ever growing, ever dwindling, ever dear, Ever worth the passion glowing to distil a doubtful tear. These are with me, these of me, these approve me, these obey. Choose me move me fear me love me, master of the night and day! Gods and mortals, mind and matter, In the glowing bud dissever. Vein from vein they rend and shatter And are nothingness for ever. One last stroke, O heart-free master, One last certain calm of will And the Maker of Disaster Shall be stricken and grow still. Unchain the heart Consume the God, Soul and spirit!
From Letras Mania