In the dense, dark wood Pan is heard,

From the gravity of the darkness Pan runs naked.

Pan with his laughing mouth caught fire and drew the sun down from the sky

Pan had a hungry heart and ran with killers

Pan sounded his pipes through the dark wood

He called forth the whine of evil from the desperate earth

And wine suckled from the stillborn sea

Pan ran naked and Pan ran free

In the dense, dark wood Pan is heard

And now you can hear the trees tumble and the dark wood burn