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
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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
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the highest level it will reach your spiritual world."
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Yearning The Seeds Of A New Dimension
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In the Woods |