I stood upon the balcony with my brand new bride the clink of bells came drifting down the mountainsideWhen in our si ght something moved - lightning eyed and cloven hooved -The great god Pan is alive!He moves amid the modern world in disgui se it's possible to look into his immortal eyesHe's like a man you'd meet anyplace Until you recognise that ancient faceThe great god Pan is alive!At sea on a ship in a thunder storm on the very night that Christ was bornA sailor heard from overh ead a mighty voice cry