As I walked along
The supposed golden path
I was confronted
By a mysterious spectre
He pointed to the graveyard
Over on yonder hill
I paused in cosmic reflection
Confused and wondering.
Of how I came to die, to die...
Hmmm I was confused
For if I was dead
How and why did I die?
But I composed myself
And decided I should face him
But I stood paralyzed
On the supposed golden path.
And I was confronted
By a powerful demon force
And they said it 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 kind of hell
But I did not believe in a
Heaven and hell world of opposite's kind of reality
And I gained control of myself
And I decided to press on
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 and the clouds
And voice from above did whisper
Some shining answer from the womb.
Please forgive me I never meant to hurt you…
(As I walked along)