Look to your leaving of the light
O man, my man
Come ceremony of the night
O Pan, my Pan.
Look, as you leave the world
And see no - one shows any
Pity for your burning heart.
In the moon of the woods on marble mounts
Worship now at amber founts.
Did the purple of pa**ionate prayer,
Mark your shrine in scarlet air.
Your soul is wanton, give it all
Slowly suffer for the Fall
Sow the furrow lying fallow
Follow the Way that's not got narrow.
Burn - burn in anger
Burn - deny belief
Burn - burn in anger
Drink your sorrow, sup your grief.
Fire and water, body and brain
Spirit and soul, it's all the same
Taken down by devil or god
They each bow down to the iron rod.
Look to your leaving of the light
O man, my man
Come ceremony of the night
O Pan, my Pan.
Look, as you leave the world
And see no - one shows any
Pity for your burning heart.