As I walked along the supposed golden path
I was confronted by mysterious specter
He pointed to the graveyard over on yonder hill
I paused in cosmic reflection
Confused and wondering of how I came to die
Hmm, 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 paralyzed on the supposed golden path
And I was confronted by a powerful demon force
And he said he was the Devil and when he spoke
His words flowed like glowing lava from the mouth of a volcano
And I said, "Help me, Lord"
I found myself in some kinda Hell
But I did not believe in Heaven and Hell
World in opposites kind of reality
But I gained control of myself and decided to press on
And as I walked along the supposed golden path
I was trembling with fear all the lions and wizards yet to come
I seen in the distance, silver mountains rising high in the clouds
And a voice from above did whisper some shining answer from the moon
Please forgive me
I never meant to hurt you
Please forgive me
I never meant to hurt you
Please forgive me
I never meant to hurt you
Please forgive me
I never meant to hurt you
