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Water Shows the Hidden Heart

Enya

Amarantine

2005

To the way of the eremite
To the eremite sings of the world and of
The journey of love, which is not lost in eternity
The Valley where the moon is caught in

Eremite

Hidden in the forest
Lives an eremite
Who sings a melody
That teaches the blind to see.


People captured him and cut off his tongue
So

Once upon a time
There was a great hermit dominion
Veiled from inside and out
Ruled by a lone eremite
Bringer of an inferno
Controller to Satan

Choose Something Like a Star

Darren Emerson

Underwater, Episode 3

2004

you blend.

It gives us strangely little aid,
But does tell something in the end.
And steadfast as Keats' Eremite,
Not even stooping from its

THE EREMITE
Text by Raphael Gimenes

I hear the songs of former loves
echo through narrow defiles
(They're) only a thought in the brief summer rain

moon starlight night 
We stayed outside till twelve o’clock 
I lived too long like eremite 
The blood was boiling, coz of 
Vodka on the rocks 
Vodka

eternal lids apart
Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's human shores
Or gazing

Tell us what elements you blend
It gives us strangely little aid
But does tell something in the end
And steadfast as Keats' Eremite
Not even stooping

night
We stayed outside till twelve o’clock
I lived too long like eremite
The blood was boiling, coz of
Vodka on the rocks
Vodka on the rocks
Vodka

remaining eye

The eremite extruded
A crude and broken blade
And with it took his one last eye
And proved the name Unmade

Prepared for the occasion
He cast

sorrow 
Time runs out
I come 
Apart 

Being outside is like hiding in plain sight 
Withdrawn from society a modern eremite
Wallowing in self pity 
Within

nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen

in life
Such a love exposed from this hollow eremite
Provoked by an unlikely metal despot
The bouquet of a maple workshop
The soldering of me

eremite program your semaphore? Self-preservation is subject to an emotional homunculus  And anxious Darwinians frantically self-analyze Too ultimately

Choose Something Like a Star

Tim Deluxe

The Little Ginger Club Kid

2004

you blend.

It gives us strangely little aid,
But does tell something in the end.
And steadfast as Keats' Eremite,
Not even stooping from its

The Death of Father

Solefald

Pills Against the Ageless Ills

the womb I will greet the stars
Finally reborn and cleansed of my scars

Two decades as an eremite deprived of my right
To be part of the brotherhood

I was alone
I was a starving eremite without a home
And the sand in the hourglass pouring on
A howling wolf without a pack
Little did I know