As I walked along,    the supposed golden path,    I was confronted,    by mysterious spectres.    they pointed to the graveyard,    over on yonder hill.       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 powerful demon force.       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 in 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,    Oh 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.       Please forgive me,    I never meant to hurt you.       (As I walked along)    Please forgive me, (As I walked along)    I never meant to hurt you. (As I walked along)    (As I walked along)       (As I walked along)    Please forgive me, (As I walked along)    I never meant to hurt you. (As I walked along)       Please forgive me,    I never meant to hurt you.