As I walked along
The supposed Golden Path
I was confronted
By a mysterious spectre
He pointed to the graveyard
Over on yonder hill
And I paused in cosmic reflection
Confused and wondering of how I came 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 it.
But I stood paralyzed
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 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-opposites kind of reality
And I gained control of myself,
And I decided to press on.
And as I walked along
The supposed Golden Path
I was trembling with fear
Over 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
As I walked along...
Please forgive me, I never meant to hurt you
Please forgive me, I never meant to hurt you