Whispers of Minthe

[Ocean harp, rainmaker]
[Intro]
Whispering waters, shadows deep,
Echoes of a secret sleep.
A goddess' boast, a mortal's plight,
Lost in the dark, fading light.

[Verse 1]
Minthe by the river's bend,
Beauty bold, on them she’d depend.
Bragging high, a jealous queen,
Unseen chains, a silent scream.

[Pre-Chorus]
Underneath the starlit gloom,
Fate blooms in shadowed rooms.
From grace to grounded seed,
Fate of the mint, in fervent need.

[Chorus]
Rise from roots, embrace the pain,
Her story etched in fragrant rain.
Whispered legends, ancient and deep,
Of love lost in the eternal sleep.

[Ocean harp. Ocean drum, rainmaker]

[Bridge]
Her name in every leaf, every trace,
A myth reborn in nature’s grace.
Turned to herb, a sacred rite,
Guardian of the underworld night.

[Outro]
Minthe’s spirit, gently breathe,
Through the night, beneath the wreath.
A tale of beauty, pride, and fate,
Forever in the herbatic state.

Mythical Greek-inspired folk with earthy acoustic instruments and mystical melodies, female, ethereal