[Intro – Spoken, Velvet's Voice, Female Voice (30s, confident, sultry)] [Faint boots on tile. Wind sighs through an open archway. Bone chimes sway gently.] [Velvet's Voice, Female Voice (30s, confident, sultry)] Fate. One of mine has earned her freedom. Bring me another... someone fit for the collar. --- [Verse 1, Bone-Collared Chorus, Female Voices (ritualistic, harmonized)] She struts like silk with poison eyes, Smiling sharp through velvet lies. Let her play, let her scheme— She’s already sewing her own regime. Let her lie, let her bloom, The petals wilt in Velvet’s room. She doesn’t know we’ve seen her fall— We just wait to take it all. --- [Chorus, Bone-Collared Chorus, Female Voices (slow, breathy, unified)] Fit for the collar, bone to bone— Betrayal breathes where trust was grown. Flesh remembers, secrets rot— Velvet binds what others forgot. Fit for the collar, handpicked flame— You’ll earn your chain. You’ll wear your name. --- [Verse 2, Fate's Voice, Female Voice (raspy, whisper-like)] She walks too proud for what she’s done, A smile too wide for what’s to come. I watch her talk, I let her spin— But every thread wraps tighter in. The one who turned our sister’s head? He’s still out there. Not for long. She’ll find him. She’ll break him. And carve her place where she belongs. --- [Chorus, Bone-Collared Chorus, Female Voices (layered, echoing)] Fit for the collar, crack the back— Truth is carved in spinal track. One for pain, one for pride— One for every girl who died. Fit for the collar, end the lie— And let the traitor’s spine reply. --- [Verse 3, Initiate's Voice, Female Voice (early 20s, breathy but strong)] He ran. I let him. He screamed. I grinned. He begged like he hadn’t burned a sister from within. I snapped his spine like kindling twigs— Tore the truth from broken rigs. I shaped it clean with blood and nail— My collar forged from his betrayal. --- [Verse 4 – Spoken Ritual, Multiple Voices] [Velvet's Voice, Female Voice (30s, confident, sultry)] Place it. [Sound of bone sliding over flesh. Silence. The chorus inhales together.] [Initiate's Voice, Female Voice (early 20s, breathy but strong)] I place the collar on my head. To my shoulders—strength reclaimed. To my chest—no mercy feigned. To my spine—where fate is framed. [Velvet's Voice, Female Voice (30s, confident, sultry)] Speak. [Initiate's Voice, Female Voice (early 20s, breathy but strong)] I give my word and let it bind. No lies remain, no thought unlined. No turning back, no voice my own— My blood, my blade, my marrow shown. [Bones crack. Wet stitching. The collar fuses. Chorus hum rises.] [Bone-Collared Chorus, Female Voices (soft, eerie, breathless)] She joins. She binds. She hears. She’s mine. --- [Verse 5, Initiate's Voice, Female Voice (early 20s, empowered, breathless)] The collar bites through skin and vein, Through shoulderblade and back and brain. It burns, it blooms, it breathes through me— And all the world begins to speak. A thousand minds in sudden light, A chorus born of blood and night. She knows us now. We know her fire— And in this bond, I rise in power. No fear remains, no need for lies. She sees me whole beneath her eyes. She sees the truth. She makes me steel— And now I know what it means to feel. --- [Chorus, All Voices Layered – Velvet, Fate, Initiate, Chorus] Fit for the collar, stitched in bone— A sisterhood that stands alone. Blood may spill and kings may fall— But velvet’s voice outlasts them all. --- [Verse 6 – Montage Form, Initiate's Voice, Female Voice (early 20s)] [Assassination] I kissed his neck, then snapped it clean, Whispered “Velvet” through the scream. No poison, blade, or gun required— Just promise, lace, and what’s inspired. [Protection] A child screamed beneath the ash, I stepped between the flame and flash. No thanks were said. I didn’t wait— The mission’s clear. The rest is fate. [Companionship] She offered relic, rune, and tongue— A god’s own truth in her undone. We danced like dusk, and I left her pale— With velvet breath, with whispered veil. --- [Final Chorus, All Voices, Female (layered, harmonized, triumphant)] Fit for the collar, never tame— We walk in lace, we kill in flame. She owns our blood, our breath, our brand— We take the mark. We make the stand. Fit for the collar, bound by spine— A whisper once, now holy sign. She sees our truth, and we remain— Bone to velvet. Flesh to flame. --- [Outro – Spoken: Velvet's Voice, Female Voice (30s, calm and assured)] You belong to me. And now... you belong to more than that. [One last breath. The collar pulses softly. A new voice joins the chorus.]
