As I walked along
the supposed golden path
I was confronted
by mysterious spectres
He pointed to the graveyard
over on yonder hill
I paused in cosmic reflection
confused on wondering
of how I came to die
hm…
I was confused
‘coz if I was dead
how and why did I die
and I composed myself
and decided I should face it
then I stood paralized
on the supposed golden path
and I was confronted
by powerful demon force
and there was the Devil
and we 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
as I walked along
the supposed golden path
I was trembling with fear
all the lions and the 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