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“Mirror Tide” is a sensual, ethereal ballad born from the reflection of divinity itself… where the goddess first sees her own power shimmering upon the sea. Blending harp, cello, and soft heartbeat percussion, the song drifts between worship and awakening, capturing the sacred moment when beauty becomes aware of its desire. The ocean mirrors her form, the waves echo her breath and within that reflection, the divine learns to love itself. Neither sin nor pride, Mirror Tide is the pulse of creation… the union of water and flame, body and spirit, lover and reflection. 🌊 The second chapter of Veil of Desire - a mythic journey through longing, divinity, and the haunting tenderness of love itself. ✨ Subscribe to Echoes of Realms for more dark folk, fantasy, and myth-inspired music. 💫 Don’t forget to Like, Comment, and Share to let the legends rise again. © All Music and Lyrics are original creations by Echoes of Realms, protected by YouTube copyright law. Lyrics: The sea stills… the wind holds… And I see her… me… unfold. The water bends beneath my gaze, Soft and silver, half in haze. No sound but breath, no light but mine, A face too pure, too unconfined. The tide leans close, the waves confess, The world begins to undress. Mirror tide, my silken flame, You whisper low, you call my name. Every ripple, every sigh, Becomes the pulse between you and I. Fingers trace the shining skin, Cold without, warm within. The ocean hums, the stars lean near, Desire blooms… the first to hear. The sea remembers what I crave, To take, to hold, to make, to save. Mirror tide, my silken flame, You whisper low, you call my name. Every ripple, every sigh, Becomes the pulse between you and I. The world looks on, it cannot know, How beauty burns so soft, so slow. Not sin, not pride, but sweet command The sea obeys my trembling hand. Mirror tide, my silken flame, Forever mine, forever same. In every face, in every sky, I see the goddess - I. The sea stills… The world sighs… And I… begin to rise.