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FI stood upon the Embalcony with my brand Amnew bride. FThe clink of bells cEmame drifting down the Ammountainside. FWithin our sight, sEmomething movedAm lightning eyed and Gcloven hoofed. FThe great god EmPan is Amalive.
FHe moves amid theEm modern world inAm disguise. FIt’s possible tEmo look into his Amimmortal eyes. FHe's like a man you'd meeEmt anyplace, unAmtil you recognize thGat ancient face. FThe great god EmPan is Amalive.
CAt sea on a ship in a thunGderstorm. FOn the very night that AmChrist was born. CA sailor heard from oGverhead a Fmighty voice that cried, Am"Pan is dead." CSo follow Christ asG best you can, PaEmn is dead. Long live Pan.
FFrom the olden daysEm, and up Amto all the years. FFrom Arcadia to theEm stone fiAmelds of Inisheer. FSome say the gods are just Ema myth, but guAmess who I've been daGncing with? FThe great god EmPan is Amalive.