Among the hills I have wandered,
Through the forests so cold,
Over the mountains of raging thunder,
Followed the ways
foretold. (sings: '...my...untold')
A request, a leave me be
Through the shape that I longed for...
Withering
visions...
Bleeding to search for the more...
Behold the memories within,
A questful battle to win,
Towards which he is
carrying,
The burden named destiny.
It is pounding proud on his shoulders.
Creating and dreaming
Is it all the same
As I
touch this flame ... of mine
I await your call,
Through body, spirit and mind,
I shine - I shine...
The forces of Prima
Mater.
Unite us this heathen night,
Yearning your unknown mysterious beauty.
Forever in you I am a Knight
(Pride and
Might!)
Among hills, we do wander,
Through the forests so cold.
Crossing mountains of raging thunder,
Followed our ways
untold...
"Man should make love at the highest level - and this demands a certain
discipline. Man has used discipline not to
make lover. I teach you discipline
to make love the right way; in a way that your lovemaking not only will
remain as something
biological which never really reaches your physiological
world. Lovemaking has the potential to reach even the spiritual world, and
at
the highest level it will reach your spiritual world."