Strophe:

a F

Alone he sits an abandoned man upon an oaken throne

a C G

Presiding over this conflict that chills him to the bone

a

For each word of peace that4s been spoken

F d

Is a thorn stuck in his side

a G F

And his pain bears witness to the foolness of mankind



What hope for a king, with no kingdom to rule?

His children desert him, regard him as a fool

They are bonded to progress, the plough and the scythe

That lay waste and leave barren, what beauty survives



Refrain:

G a C e

In the name of freedom let the Hymn to Pan be sung

F G a

It4s just a chapter of a time to come



Strophe:

These legends of power and glory suffice

For these yesterday-heroes who lived out their lives

Chained by conformity, hatred and greed

And told to believe, they don4t want to be free



Refrain:

Strophe:

There are men among us prepared to face the fight

Who4ll stand by their convictions against overwhelming might

Do not hide like cowards and await the bitter end

Take your courage in both hands and join with me my friends



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