Empire Of The Ego

“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

It’s tender, ethereal, and comforting — like a whispered embrace in the dark.

Nothing Is Cool

Sunlight cuts through the blinds
Like a blade I didn’t see coming
My head’s a church of broken bells
And every echo feels like running
I drank from the cup of “almost”
Slept in the arms of “might’ve been”
Woke up with ghosts in my pockets
And a voice I buried deep within
They said life was a ladder
But I found more rungs made of glass
Every step a question
Every fall a photograph
Hungover from the years
From the fights, from the cheers
From the love that didn’t stay
From the words I didn’t say
Hungover from the truth
From the youth, from the proof
That I lived, that I bled
That I danced with what I fled
I kissed dreams that tasted bitter
Held hands with borrowed time
Told myself I’d be better
But better’s just a state of mind
I’ve seen beauty in the breakdown
Heard lullabies in screams
And every scar I carry
Still sings in my dreams
You don’t get clean without the mess
You don’t find peace without unrest
You don’t grow wings without the fall
You don’t hear truth without the wall
Hungover from the years
From the fights, from the cheers
From the love that didn’t stay
From the words I didn’t say
Hungover from the truth
From the youth, from the proof
That I lived, that I bled
That I danced with what I fled
No words—just breath, ....strings, and memory.


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Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
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Hungover by Hot Cookie♨️ 🍪

The night splits open in fire. Scars of the Sky rises with rap grit, soaring vocals, and chants that shake the heavens. A dark anthem built for rebellion, survival, and stadium lights.

Scars of the Sky

Say farewell

tell me it’s real

Welcome to a journey inward. My music is crafted as a gentle invitation to explore the depths of your inner world, fostering a profound sense of awakening, passion, and purpose. Featuring soft, melodic piano, soaring violin, and expressive flute, all woven over a subtle, comforting beat, these compositions are designed for moments of reflection, meditation, and quiet introspection.

Each piece is imbued with soul-provoking lyrics, carefully written to inspire self-discovery and guide you from a life of mere doing to one of true inner understanding. This is more than just easy listening; it's a soundscape for your soul, offering peace, clarity, and an uplifting sense of connection to your authentic self. Allow yourself to be immersed, and rediscover the vibrant excitement within.

Lyrics:

When the weight of the world is too heavy to bear,
And the night feels colder than the air,
A gentle hand, unseen, will trace,
A path of love — I’m carried by grace.

Carried by grace, lifted so high,
Wings of love beneath the sky.
Through every storm, through every place,
I am carried, carried by grace.


When the road is long and the light grows dim,
And I lose my way, forget within,
A quiet song, a warm embrace,
Reminds my soul — I’m carried by grace.


Carried by grace, lifted so high,
Wings of love beneath the sky.
Through every storm, through every place,
I am carried, carried by grace.


No fear, no fall, love holds it all.
I rise, I rest, in grace I’m blessed.


Carried by grace…
I am carried by grace.

Carried by Grace - By Mike Brown

“Rewind” is a haunting indie-alt ballad about grief, nostalgia, and the desperate wish to turn back time. With cinematic guitars, lo-fi drums, and ethereal harmonies, Rewind captures the moment you realise it’s too late. 

Built around the lyric “I finally understand I’ve been borrowing grief from the future,” the song blends raw emotion with ambient textures creating a sound that feels both intimate and anthemic.

Perfect for anyone going through a break-up or who’s ever looked back and whispered, “If I could just have one more moment…”

Rewind

Entre rêve et réalité, une voix cherche l’écho d’un amour évanoui, un voyage à travers le brouillard des souvenirs, là où la lumière naît de l’absence..

Errance

Return to Sender

Eva Mercer is an award-winning fine art photographer and lyricist whose debut album When Words Learned to Sing reimagines her poetry through voice and sound. Fusing spoken word, blues, and cinematic storytelling, her work blurs the line between literature and music. Created in collaboration with Suno AI, the album captures the ache, resilience, and reclamation that define her art.