Naughty faerie pagan child.
Playing with herbs and mirth.
You must bow down low.
Kiss the cross.
And celebrate the Messiahs birth.
Naughty she witch.
Dancing in the glade.
Talking to nature spirits.
Why are you not afraid.
There's a fool upon the hill.
He plays the pipes of Pan.
And he try's to tell us, there's a different way to be a man.
And what is that strange music.
That twinkle in your eye.
Don't you know you must be in servitude, until the day you die.
