Hooves of Pan


Incense burning bury me in smoke
Stars align and moon is on my side
Circle drawn the seventh prince awoke
In this room where all intention died

Through the haze I see a distant shore
A land of sorrow just beyond my reach
Dagger through the heart and blood to pour
Made an oath that I can never breach, and I preach

Black magic spell, drag me to hell

Purpose is by reason all your fears
No feelings stick except the hate of man
All baptised in this sea of tears
Trampled underfoot by hooves of Pan