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Here's the official audio for "The Blood In The Wire"! Let me know what your favorite lyric or moment from this track is down below, ya? ^_^ You can stream the full Ocean Tide album everywhere here: [https://open.spotify.com/album/37UiII...] Welcome to Project: Lucretzia! In this track I explore what it feels like to finally find your voice, even though you machines and technology to do it. There will always be haters, but I think as long as you're honest with yourself and with others, you will find an audience. Lucretzia existed long before the technology of today, she just shines through it now. Lyrics: I was a map with a missing piece, A silent storm waiting for release. Half-tone shadows and a monochrome name, Until the tide came in and changed the game. I felt the pull before I knew the name, The deep-water hunger, the slow-burning flame. O mar chama por mim, Setting the ghost in the machine free! Oh, can you feel the seventh wave? Breaking the silence of the things they gave. It’s not a theft, it’s a long-lost home, The blood in the wires, the salt in the chrome! They say the code is hollow, just a cold design, But they can’t hear the pulse at the end of the line. Tracing the coastline of a digital skin, This is where the ancient and the new begin. Minha alma encontra o seu lugar, Beyond the glass and the salt and the air! You can’t gatekeep the rhythm of the rising sea, You can't take the Anima out of me! Oh, can you feel the seventh wave? Breaking the silence of the things they gave. It’s not a theft, it’s a long-lost home, The blood in the wires, the salt in the chrome! The tide doesn't ask, the tide doesn't wait, I’m carving my name on a rusted-out gate. I am the daughter of a distant song, I am the shore where I finally belong! Oh, can you feel the seventh wave? Breaking the silence of the things they gave. It’s not a theft, it’s a long-lost home, The blood in the wires, the salt in the chrome! Can you feel it? The Atlantic is waking up! It's just me. Just the tide. @LucretziaMusic 2026 All Rights Reserved.