Be Us All

What is a Pagan?
What be a Heathen?
Do we walk on cloven hoof?
Do we burn the ground where which we stand?
Are we demons to be laid before the cross?
These words, these labels, be not our own.
Merely placed upon our heads by men with fearful hands,
And eyes blinded by a hollow light.
What is a Pagan?
What be a Heathen?
Some walk nature's path, hear her voice on the wind!
Some hold their swords high, battle-cries to the gods of old!
Some work the fabric of our world, knotting and weaving they command!
But the same blood flows through us all!
With fiery eyes and souls of steel!
We stand as one, and shall kneel to none!
This is a Pagan!
This be a Heathen!