Empire Of The Ego

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

Now It’s Time

A song for the narcissist in your life. And if you don't know who that is...

Starting tomorrow

No altar.
No chains.
We rise.

Raised on rules carved in stone,
Every prayer felt like a cage I owned.
Told to bow, to hush, to bleed,
To bury the wild that I still need.

Every hymn they fed my head
Turns to thunder in my chest instead.
If silence is a holy crime,
Then breaking it’s a sacred sign.

Howl! tear the heavens down.
Howl! shake the underground.
No god, no fear, no vow to keep,
We are the wolves they couldn’t keep asleep.

Saints in glass don’t see the street,
I find grace in the riot beat.
Every sermon burned like coal,
But the fire I found made my spirit whole.

Every lie they dressed as light
Falls apart in the teeth of night.
If faith was chains to make me small,
Then breaking free is gospel, all.

Howl! tear the heavens down.
Howl! shake the underground.
No god, no fear, no vow to keep,
We are the wolves they couldn’t keep asleep.

Raise your fists where bells once rang,
This is the church of the untamed gang.
Every heart a drum, every throat a flame,
We howl the truth they can’t rename.

Howl! tear the heavens down.
Howl! shake the underground.
No god, no fear, no vow to keep,
We are the wolves they couldn’t keep asleep.
Howl! Howl! Howl!

Howl (deluxe track)

She shines in pink.
Soft, tender, alive.

What they say about this version:
“Like a sunrise you didn’t expect — sweet, glowing, endless.”

Clouds Are Beings Like Me (Pop Version) is the brightest transformation of the suite:
rosy clouds that carry warmth, hope, and the promise of a new beginning.
It floats, it smiles, it embraces.
This track is a song of lightness —
a reminder that even clouds can blush.

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

Clouds Are Beings Like Me (Pop Vers.)

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Silent place

PAPER WINGS

Manifestation on a level of Gods Chosen Army of Light

Uncanny

BITE ME, BABY

BITE II

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