[Verse 1]
The maiden sitting by her pool
Was first to hear my pleas
As she gazed into the water
She recited these words to me:

[Chorus]
Walk not down that road
I can not tell you where it goes
Ask me no more questions
Some things you weren't meant to know

[Verse 2]
The mother toiling in the fields
Her apron full of seeds
She dropped them to the earth
As she recited these words to me:

[Chorus]
Walk not down that road
I can not tell you where it goes
Ask me no more questions
Some things you weren't meant to know

[Verse 4]
The greater mysteries
Cannot be shown
Divided by three
They are the maiden, the mother, the crone
[Verse 5]
Finally I found the crone
Walking through the trees
She looked in my eyes
And she recited these words to me:

[Verse 6]
Go before the maiden
Fall down to your knees
Should you win her favor
She may tell you what she sees

[Verse 7/Outro]
The harvest is reaped
Seeds are sown
Multiplied by three
She is the maiden, the mother, the crone