Goat horned god    Wandering free in the woodlands and mystical forests    To thee I owe my manhood    For thine sexuality is untamed ans pure    Satyr-king for centuries worshipped    A legacy born in the bosom of man    Lust beyond love, love beyond lust    Ruler of nymphs I praise thee       The wilderness is yours    O great son of Herme and lovely Dryope    When arcadians gather and sing    The sweet sound of your pipe    Will resound through the night    Beyond wide valleys and streams       Thou make all wood-nymphs run with fright    With thine phallus awe-inspiring    Like Dionysus and Cernunnos    The muses sing in thine glory       I am one of thousand in thy flock    Be my shepherd, guide my cock    Oh universal Pan    Reveal thyself to me, make me mad