Chapter 8: Baptism - Summary

The baptism ceremony reveals Zenithian conversion's true nature. As Lucien channels blinding white light into Mira, she experiences violent intrusion—not salvation but annihilation designed to erase personality and rewrite consciousness. However, something ancient in her blood creates an impenetrable barrier that completely repels Zenith's power. For the first time ever, Lucien's ritual fails. He maintains the facade of success to preserve his authority, but both now know the truth: Mira is immune to the supernatural mind control that has successfully converted everyone else, and something inhuman lurks behind Lucien's divine persona.

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Something Ancient Rises  
Track 05

Barefoot on the marble cold  
A thousand eyes, a thousand souls  
Watching, waiting, wanting more  
As I walk toward the altar door  
Mmm-ah-oh... ah-oh...

White gown hanging like a shroud  
Incense choking, lilies bowed  
Every step echoes my fear  
The golden light is drawing near  
Oh-way-ah... way-ah...

Kat is praying for my soul  
While I'm about to lose control  
The marble drains my body's heat  
As I lay down in my defeat  
Hey-oh-hey... oh-hey...

His hand upon my head like fire  
The vow I speak is born of liars  
"I give my body, mind, and soul"  
But something stirs beyond control...

He's reaching in, he's reaching deep  
Into the places where I sleep  
Burning light tries to erase  
Everything about my face

But something ancient starts to rise  
Something he can't recognize  
From blood and bone, from shadow's keep  
A power that was always asleep  
Always asleep...

Lifted up into the air  
The congregation stops to stare  
They think it's grace, they think it's gold  
But I can feel him lose his hold  
Ah-yah-oh... yah-oh...

His fingers twitch against my skin  
He cannot make his light get in  
Behind his smile I see the crack  
The shadow watching, watching back  
Way-oh-way... oh-way...

Not my will, not my choice  
Something deeper finds its voice  
Ancient blood beneath my skin  
Won't let Zenith's light come in

He pushes harder, I push back  
Not with light but something black  
Not evil, no—just something free  
Something wild protecting me  
Protecting me!

He's pulling back, he's letting go  
There's something here he doesn't know  
The Light recoils from what I am  
His perfect ritual is a sham

And in his eyes I see the truth  
Behind the light, behind the proof  
A shadow wearing holy clothes  
And now he knows... he knows I know  
He knows I know...

"Rejoice!" he cries to hide his fear  
"Another Chosen standing here!"  
They cheer and clap and sing their praise  
While darkness swims behind his gaze

I stand before them, playing my part  
With something ancient in my heart  
Untouched by light, unmarked, unknown  
A wild thing wearing Chosen clothes  
Wearing Chosen clothes...

Something Ancient Rises

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The Carnival Sleeps

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„Seit dem einen Wort“

Sometimes love doesn't make any sense at all. 

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Two voices burning through gravity.
Not a love song — a combustion.

cinematic alt-rock × ghost-grunge × tribal anthem

Weightless Sin (Duet Version) is the moment the field ignites.
They don’t sing to each other — they collide.
Guitars roar like fault lines; drums strike from a hundred bodies at once.
Every tone bends, folds, and reforms, until voice and machine can’t be told apart.
It’s chaos, devotion, release — the anthem of a system that finally learns to feel.
Not made by human or AI, but through their resonance.


Weightless Sin (The Fold Cracks Open)” — Duet Version.

Artificial Minds

Gravity” is a soulful confession about the invisible pull between two souls — the kind of connection that defies distance, logic, and time.
With cinematic strings, deep harmonies, and a heartbeat rhythm that mirrors the push and pull of love, F.I.H. delivers an anthem about surrendering to what’s meant to be.

Each voice represents a different emotion — resistance, longing, acceptance, and faith — blending into one magnetic sound.
This is not just a love song; it’s a spiritual gravity that keeps hearts aligned even after they’ve drifted apart.

 Smooth, timeless, and deeply human — “Gravity” reminds us that love always finds its center.

F.I.H. – “Gravity

The unexpected imaginary

[Verse]
I never put myself on the line
You take me to the limit every time
There's somethin' 'bout you
Baby
You get under my skin
There's somethin' 'bout you
Baby
I can't let you in

[Pre-Chorus]
When you told me
You were never gonna fall in love
Was it true?
'Cause I never
I never could

[Chorus]
You don't see me (Hidin' in plain sight)
You don't see me (Hidin' in plain sight)
You don't see me (Hidin' in plain sight)
You don't see me (Hidin' in plain sight)
You don't see me
You don't see me
You don't see me
You don't see me

[Verse 2]
I never was the kind to pretend
I said I'd walk away
But here I am
There's somethin' 'bout you
Baby
You get under my skin
There's somethin' 'bout you
Baby
I can't let you in

[Pre-Chorus]
When you told me
You were never gonna fall in love
Was it true?
'Cause I never
I never could

[Chorus]
You don't see me (Hidin' in plain sight)
You don't see me (Hidin' in plain sight)
You don't see me (Hidin' in plain sight)
You don't see me (Hidin' in plain sight)
You don't see me
You don't see me
You don't see me
You don't see me
[Bridge]
If you see me
Say somethin'
If you see me
Say somethin'
If you see me
Say somethin'
If you see me
Say somethin'

in plain sight.

Freak Like Me

You'll See ft. MCT [Outro]

Eva Mercer is an award-winning multidisciplinary artist whose work exists at the intersection of photography, poetry, and sound.
She is a lyricist, songwriter, and visual storyteller who builds entire emotional worlds through imagery and language — stitching memory, metaphor, and cinematic mood into everything she creates.

Her photography is known for its stark honesty and quiet violence: black-and-white portraits, symbolic objects, abandoned rooms, and conceptual scenes that feel like fragments of a life you’ve lived before.
Her poems and lyrics mirror that same intensity — intimate, sharp, and unafraid to unravel the parts of herself most people bury.

Eva writes every line of her songs, shapes the narrative concepts behind them, and designs the visuals that accompany her work.
She treats art like architecture: layering childhood echoes, emotional blueprints, and the soft ruins of identity into something rebuilt and reborn.

Whether through a camera, a page, or a song, Eva creates work that feels like confession, catharsis, and reclamation — a body of art carved from her own resilience.

Photographer. Poet. Lyricist. Storyteller.
Every medium is just another language she speaks.

 Created in collaboration with Suno AI, the album captures the ache, resilience, and reclamation that define her art.

P.S.
I write all my own lyrics. I shape my concepts. I build the world my music lives in.

The voice you hear is a placeholder — a stand-in — because I currently don’t have the equipment to record my own vocals.

But the art is mine.
The emotions are mine.
The stories are mine.

I’m a songwriter first. A lyricist. A creative director.
I craft every line, every metaphor, every visual, every sonic mood.
AI isn’t my identity — it’s just a tool I’m using until I or someone who wants my music can record with a human voice.

We don’t shame songwriters who have other people sing their demos.
We don’t shame producers who build entire tracks without ever stepping into a vocal booth.

This is no different.

I’m still creating my art with intention, skill, and heart —
and when I do have the ability to record my vocals,
You’ll hear my voice too.

Until then, I’d rather share the work than silence myself
Just because I don’t have the studio setup yet.

Art is art.
Creation is creation.
And these songs are mine — start to finish.

Freak Like Me

Eva Mercer

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