Well let’s shave off its skin now and turn up those tunes.
I’ve tried every move and you keep reading those runes.
Show me this love that you buried up on that hill.
You can’t swallow your pride so I’ll just swallow these pills.
Now keep up the banner that you so proudly stand by.
The one you and I know is just another **** lie.
Pan died alone by the forest and glens.
But he never claimed that he would die for our sins.
So take up your pen and say what’s never been said.
The ink’s drying fast and I’m already dead.