Jasper Steverlinck The Golden Path
the golden path by Jasper Steverlinck
As I walked along
The supposed golden path
I was confronted
By a 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 to die...
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
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 and the clouds
And a voice from above did whisper some shining answer from the womb.
Won't you please
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
As I walked along
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
