

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] In a kingdom high where the pale winds cry Through towers of silk and bone A needle gleams in crimson light A princess walks alone Gold-laced corridors Shuttered glass Cold lips mouthing ancient oaths Painted saints with sightless eyes Count her every footstep Close [Pre-Chorus] She traces names in the dust on the rail All the girls who wore this crown Who failed Tiny stitches in a dress too tight Tiny punctures in the quiet night (oh) [Chorus] Crimson needle Drink it down Drink it slow Every wish Every wound In the thread that you sew Gilded cages Bells that ring in her skull Silver songs that were sung long ago Crimson needle Draw a door in her skin If she dares If she bleeds Does the story begin? [Verse 2] Shadows softly spun on the nursery wall Pale hands weaving bedtime lies "Be gentle Be pretty Be porcelain calm" Till the want curls up and dies She hides her hunger in the hem of her gown Pricks her thumb just to feel it burn One red mirror in a whitewashed world One sharp promise of return [Pre-Chorus] She hears wings in the gears of the clock Feels the bars breathe whenever bolts lock Tiny cuts in the veil of the night Tiny sparks in the cold gaslight (hey) [Chorus] Crimson needle Drink it down Drink it slow Every wish Every wound In the thread that you sew Gilded cages Bells that ring in her skull Silver songs that were sung long ago Crimson needle Draw a door in her skin If she steps If she slips Does the story begin? [Bridge] Will they call it treason If she stitches her own name first? If she unpicks every bridal curse Every vow Every verse She can bind her fear to the lining Leave it hanging in the royal hall Walk out wrapped in raw Red shining Nothing fragile left at all (oh) [Chorus] Crimson needle Drink it down Drink it slow Every wish Every wound In the thread that you sew Gilded cages Bells that ring in her skull Silver songs that were sung long ago Crimson needle Draw a door in her skin She steps through She steps through Let the story begin
Tags
Cinematic dark fantasy ballad, female vocals; airy piano and harp figure over low strings, distant taiko pulses on pre-chorus, chorus blooms with stacked choirs and tremolo strings; subtle clockwork percussion and chimes glint around the vocal, final chorus pulls back to near-whisper over a single lingering piano chord, light
3:59
No
3/9/2026