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