Thrill with lissom lust of the light,
oh man,
my man.
Come carrying out of the night of pain,
I open,
I open,
I open.
Come over the sea,
from Sicily,
from Arcadia,
roaming as Bacchus,
with fawns and pods,
and nymphs and statas for thy gods.
On a milk-white ass, come over the sea,
to me,
to me.
Come with Apollo in bridal dress,
shepherdess and pythoness.
Come with
Artemis,
silken shard, and wash thy white thigh,
beautiful god.
In the moon of the
woods,
on the marble mount,
the dimpled dawn of thy amber fount,
dip the purple
of passionate prayer.
In the crimson shrine,
the scarlet snare,
the soul that
startles in the eyes of blue,
to watch thy wantonness weeping through.
The tangled grove,
the gnarled bow of the living tree,
that is spirit and soul,
and body and brain,
come
over the sea,
I open,
I open.
Devil, oh god,
to me, to me,
my man, my man.
Come with trumpets,
sound shrill, over the hill.
Come with drums,
low muttering from the spring.
Come with flute,
come with bike.
Am I not ripe?
I,
who wait and writhe and wrestle with air that hath no bow to nestle,
my body,
weary of empty clasp,
strong as a lion and sharp as an ask.
Come, oh come, I am numb
with the lonely lust of devildom.
Thrust the sword through the galling fetter,
all devourer,
all begetter.
Give me the sign of the open eye and the token erect of thorny thigh,
and
the word of madness and mystery.
Open,
I open,
I open,
I open,
open,
open, open, open,
I am
mine.
Do as thou wilt, as a great god can.
Open,
I open,
I open,
I open, open,
I am awake
in the grip of the snake.
The eagle slashes with beacon claw.
The gods withdraw.
The great
beast come.
I open,
I am born to death on the horn of the unicorn.
I am pan,
I open,
I open,
pan,
pan, pan,
I am thy mate,
I am thy man,
goat of thy flock,
I am gold, I am god,
flesh to thy bone,
flower to thy rod,
with hoofs of steel,
I race on the rocks,
I race on the rocks,
through solace stubborn to equinox,
and I rave, and I rape,
and I rip,
and I rend everlasting world without end,
mannequin,
maiden,
manad,
man,
in the might of pan,
I open,
I open, pan,
pan,
I open.