Oh Pan, where is your soul?
Does it dwell within your heart?
I think not,
In your head?
I do not believe it to be true,
Within your innermost parts-unseen?
Oh no, to be sure not,
Is it in your fanciful and play full
Ability to fly and soar as a bird?
Beware to believe in this foolishness,
For what will you do when Hook has you
On The Rack
Your body stretched beyond agony?
I, your Shadow, your other half,
Can simply fly away
Leaving half of your soul behind.
How will you repent, choose, Christ or Devil
Heaven or Hell?
You see, Pan,
Without me, you cannot have a soul.
We are one and the same.
Black and White.
Evil and Good.
The Soul is One.
God made it so.
Pan and His Shadow.