O Great Pan, I summon thee to guide me through the dark
Light my path with the raven flame through immolation sparked
Wanderer of the woods and mountains, make your presence known
Lead me to isolation, where the deepest rivers flow
Lightning flashes across the sky, a blaze of dissolution
The Death-Bringer rides his steed tonight, in search of retribution
The end will follow
To Chaos we shall return
By your radiance blinded
And by your visage burned
O Great Pan, I summon thee to guide me through the dark
Light my path with the raven flame through immolation sparked
Wanderer of the woods and mountains, make your presence known
Lead me to the hidden path whose name is carved in stone
