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