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."

The surrounding walls for yet unknown qualities.
Have you ever been gifted to watch upon them?
Or the elements so oppressive but still not known.
Was there ever this moment they cared to let you inside?

Mother Nature's son or just a savage
Diving into the wilderness we do adore so much?
There were times of hesitation and of union...
They did enjoy the combination
When one hand was given ingratitude or even?

Will the era ever come ..? That of when ma shall
Become aware of her ways and his instincts.
Literature may hold the final words
For a glorious reunion but do gather forces and...
Strive for knowledge inside...
Await my gentle coming "journey", for...

...Once, when all those in the circle of four
Greets a welcome through the Entrance.
I will be this one who gathers up with them.
And then to become their fifth and last
Comrade of spirituality.

Forever, and into the oblivion of infinity.

Pagan myths from the deep, eternal forests.
A true melancholic atmosphere,
Haunts this hidden world.
Where men, for hundreds of years,
Have immortalized their cult.

Moments of...
Down in the forest.
Or, wherever we may care to bleed
We are Gods.
Do not follow it as always, present icons.
Of your very own consciousness.

...Monarchs... Queens...
In their own reality

Thus we do know where our lands are laid down.
With strength of faith, (for honor),
We shall reign forever in loyalty.
For we are Gods, do not obey us...

[EPILOGUE:]
One with this world,
This is where I long to be.

[A dedication to the memory of Edward Grieg;]
[The classical composer of all times.]

Sing for me
To lick above in all these fallen walls,
And bleed for me,
In the deepest release.
Traveling through honor,
Traveling through strength.
Voyage, cloaking centuries keeps the key for wisdom.
Feelings for the list winds.
Winds which hold reverse.
Remote, the fields of oddities odors.

But we will still appear in coats, of mail,
And still obliterate these old origins,
While dreaming a thousand choirs spell their hails.
Towards faithfulness.
Become one with they weapons.
Sword and soul.
Wotan's Return!
Traveling through honor,
Traveling through strength.
Feelings for the list winds.
Winds which hold reverse.

"The person, enlightened with knowledge in the major enemy in the truth?"

Seek within your own kind of depths,
And tell me the tales of your thousand lies.
Yet, I have withered, but I've grown again,
And designed my own blackness to judge.

For as we all are awake of this suffering pain.
It drowns in this planet's mortality.
Grand changing cosmos offers to man in itself,
Myths greater that those unexplored.
If the light, will seem as dark as the day;

Even though my dreams were laid down for ashes,
And the fates never were stated, nor told.

Even then I will allow myself the treasures of existence...

Related with my own balance of knowledge,
I am divined from the pain and the pleasure,
Which has been gained from...
All thoughts and memories
(from thoughts and memories described).
As I feel the Divinity of wisdom,
Float inside the veins,
Of my earthly visions.
I am me. Master, but not divine.

"I am not trying to give you ideals - or to tell you to become this and that.
Simplified, I am only trying to help convince you to see that you're already
everything you ever needed to be. Just let go off all you yearning, all
longing, all ambitions concerning being someone else, so that you can only
become what you really are. I do not wish to carry you away from your inner
existence. I wish to come even c you, in the end, remain all alone inside
yourself."

[These above-written words, including all words written within quotation marks]
[are all thoughts of Bhagwam Shree Rajneesh; one of the greatest philosophers]
[of modern times...]