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.