Stand with Ukraine

We keep walking, even when the night has no end.

What they say about her song: “A procession without destination, where each step sounds like the echo of a wound that refuses to close.”

This song does not move fast — it drags its shadow along the ground.
Each beat is a footfall into silence.
It carries the weight of memory, the burden of a road that offers no shelter.
Here, there are no milestones, no lights, only the sound of steps that will not stop.

It is not a hymn of hope, but of persistence — the ritual of surviving by continuing.
Every breath is another step.
Every silence is another refusal to fall.
And still, the path does not end.

All music, lyrics, and visual artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology. © 2025 Mina Mirage – All rights reserved.

We Keep Walking – B

“Nude like skin, but set me free – these nails belong, they live in me.”

What they say about her song:
"It’s not about the nails. It’s about becoming yourself in the hands of someone who truly sees."

There are moments when beauty doesn’t decorate –
it reveals.

Let It Grow is the story of such a moment.
Of hands that don’t just shape, but understand.
Of nails that don’t just extend, but belong.

Mina Mirage sings of transformation not as something dramatic –
but as something intimate.
Breath by breath.
Touch by touch.

The song is soft, almost whispered –
because what happened didn’t need to be loud.
It just needed to be felt.

This is a song for every woman who’s ever looked down at her hands –
and suddenly seen herself.

All music, lyrics, and visual artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology. © 2025 Mina Mirage – All rights reserved.

Let It Grow

Salt Cathedral

MeltDown (Pop-Synth-New Age)

Danse des particules

Split Screen Living

Scrape my knee - Single

Music & Lyrics ‘The Mirror of Love’ by ARGYTACT 

My dearest, these are the words
I found in the silence, far from the loudest chords.
No judgment hides within these notes, only the light,
Of a love that sees you whole, stripped of all right.
I've come to know my own shadow, the darkest of parts,
And thus I dare, without fear, to lay open my heart.
I share this not to accuse, but because truth offers a path—
A freedom to love without the constant aftermath.

Through a thousand rooms of my past I once did roam,
A soul in search of worth, on unstable ground far from home.
My heart an open wound, susceptible to every pain,
The Redeemer in me watched, silent and subtle, fueled by strain.
I learned my value lay in every storm that I subdued,
And in that chaos, I knew who I was, my self-worth imbued.

For I was, my dearest, addicted to the struggle and the fray,
The adrenaline was my comfort, my constant stay.
It was the only language my formative years had taught,
A chemical yearning, for stillness and rest was sought.
I looked for external chaos, to distract from the void,
An invisible force that my life consistently employed.

And in your eyes, I found the echo of my deepest strife,
An invitation to rewrite the past, to fix my former life.
But now I see that my mission sustained your pain and fear,
My love for you made you strong enough to stand, yet kept you near.
I realize that my striving inadvertently fed the storm,
Allowing the trauma to persist, keeping your spirit warm.

My own path traversed through mist and through deep regret,
Through introspection, I learned the quiet voice to let.
And every lyric I now write is pure, honest, and plain,
The truth is the only boundary I allow to remain.
Your love is my true anchor, the melody that feeds my soul,
But the chaos, residing within, seeks to take its toll.

The mirror of my love reflects the shadow and the light,
No judgment in my eyes, only a vision clear and bright.
For true love overcomes, so profound and deeply pure,
That even the greatest dream, for peace we must endure.
I accept you, my dearest, till the very end of time,
But at the edge of chaos, I halt this inner paradigm.

And I see now, my love, why you cannot fully hear my song,
For the truth of your own sorrow is where your pain belongs.
I accept that your trauma holds you closed, keeping fear in sight,
And that you cannot grant me the listener's perfect, full light.
But I will never again permit the aggression or the lies to remain,
For my love for you must never invalidate my self-sovereign reign.

The desire for a child, a heavy burden we both bear,
But love is responsibility, and safety we must share.
I set that cherished dream aside, for the sake of our peace,
Refusing to burden your health, seeking our own release.
We are already whole, my dearest, in the love that is here,
And our worth stands complete, unmarred by this sorrowful fear.

My heart chooses you, the person whom I clearly see,
But my soul, my spirit, chooses safety and stability.
I stay, but I lay down the exhausting role of the Redeemer, forevermore.
I am your partner, not your therapist; that is the oath I now swear.
This is not fleeing the battle, but embracing the higher cause,
For in this clarity, our truest love blossoms beyond all flaws.

The mirror of my love reflects the shadow and the light,
No judgment in my eyes, only a vision clear and bright.
For true love overcomes, so profound and deeply pure,
That even the greatest dream, for peace we must endure.
I accept you, my dearest, till the very end of time,
But at the edge of chaos, I halt this inner paradigm.

Dearest, our journey continues, guided by new rules of respect and calm.
I faced my own trauma addiction; now it is time to lay down your alarm.
Your healing is your path alone, and my love will be the guiding flame,
Not to change you, but to help you find the way, far from shame.
In love, forever, with all the strength that within me dwells.
I remain, but I demand peace.

JOLEEN - The Mirror of Love (original)

It was one of those nights where words turned into walls. We tried to explain, to understand, to care — but every sentence missed the mark. Language failed, culture collided, and emotions twisted until they screamed. I wanted to show love through clarity, he wanted to feel seen through chaos. Instead, we broke into silence, each drowning in our own noise. Harmony in Balance in the Night is that moment — the ache between connection and collapse, the beauty in two voices trying to find the same frequency and realizing they never truly did.

Harmony in Balance in the Night

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Scrape my knee - Single

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