As I walked along the supposed golden path
I was confronted by a mysterious spectre.
They pointed to the graveyard over on yonder hill
and I paused in cosmic reflection
confused and wondering of how I came to die.
Hm, I was confused for if I was dead
how and why did I die?
But I composed myself
and decided I should face it.
But I stood paralysed on the supposed golden path.
And I was confronted by a powerful demon force.
He said he was the devil
- and when he spoke his words flowed like glowin' lava
from the mouth of a volcano.
I said:
"Help me Lord! I found myself in some kind of hell!"
But I did not believe in a heaven and hell
world in opposites kind of reality
and I gained control of myself.
And I decided to press on.
So as I walked along the supposed golden path
I was trembling with fear
- oh the lions and wizards yet to come.
Seeing in the distance
silver mountains risin' high into the clouds.
And a voice from above did whisper
some shining answer from the womb:
"Please forgive me - I never meant to hurt you."
