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."