Chemical Brothers - The golden path

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,
For 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.