Pan

Pan
By Muninn's Kiss

Over the hills,
From mountain to mountain,
He dances and hunts and roams.
Playing his pipes,
And drinking the wine,
He dances and hunts and roams.

Horned God,
Horny God,
Dancing God,
Drinking God,
Hooves upon the hills.

A cave in the hills,
The heart of his fair Arcadia,
He dances and hunts and roams.
Demeter he found,
And then he told Zeus,
He dances and hunts and roams.

Horned God,
Horny God,
Dancing God,
Drinking God,
Hooves upon the hills.

In fair Arcadia,
He stood feeding his hounds,
He dances and hunts and roams.
Artemis came,
And he gave her ten pairs,
He dances and hunts and roams.

Horned God,
Horny God,
Dancing God,
Drinking God,
Hooves upon the hills.

Visions and dreams,
In trances and dances of ecstasy,
He dances and hunts and roams.
Fair Apollo came,
And learned prophecy at his feet,
He dances and hunts and roams.

Horned God,
Horny God,
Dancing God,
Drinking God,
Hooves upon the hills.

Bragging and boasting,
He plays his pipes and he dances,
He dances and hunts and roams.
Apollo comes challenging,
And the mountain god liked lyres,
He dances and hunts and roams.

Horned God,
Horny God,
Dancing God,
Drinking God,
Hooves upon the hills.

Echo he loved,
He sang and he wooed,
He dances and hunts and roams.
Scorning his love,
His panic tore her to shreds,
He dances and hunts and roams.

Horned God,
Horny God,
Dancing God,
Drinking God,
Hooves upon the hills.

Youngest of gods,
But oldest by far,
He dances and hunts and roams.
Father of all,
And forever the Child,
He dances and hunts and roams.

The Ancient One, Forever Young

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The Ancient One, Forever Young
By Muninn’s Kiss

I see him dancing, pipe in hand,
Joyful, erotic, fun, and planned.
Dance of creation, dance of lust,
Dance of seduction, dance of fun.

Through the dales and over the hills,
Hoofs are prancing, music plays.
Lord of shepherds, lord of herds,
Of crops that grow and the life they bring.

Who gave a gift to the Huntress,
The Mistress of the Wild Hunt?
Who gave to fair Artemis and Diana brave,
Those snarling hunting dogs who hunt the mortals down?

Who won the battle for all the world,
For the new gods to triumph over the old?
Who inspired fear and inspired doubt,
In the Titans who loomed about it all?

Who ran and jumped and danced,
Across those forgotten hills?
Who brought the news to the thunder good,
Of the cave where Demeter hid?

Who thought to teach great Apollo,
The strange ways prophecy?
Who's oracle stood in Arcadia,
Long before Apollo's famed Delphi?

The ancient one, as old as the hills,
Who danced before an eternal fire.
Forever young, fairest of fair,
Goat horns on his head.