ASHENPUTTEL: BLOOD IN THE SLIPPER [INTRO] Ash drifts low where the truth once hid, A whisper crawls from everything she did. Blood on the floor, lies thick and slick— The slipper waits for the one it will pick. [VERSE 1] Two sisters sharpen envy’s blade, Their mother smiles at the plans she’s made. A foot forced in with a trembling breath, A cut so deep it flirts with death. Red trails drip where ambition bled— But the birds cry out: “The shoe runs red.” [PRE-CHORUS] The truth claws up from the ground, Every lie makes a heavier sound. [CHORUS] Blood in the slipper, ash on the throne, Justice rises from skin and bone. Eyes for the wicked, fate for the known— Ashenputtel stands alone. [VERSE 2] Another sister takes her turn, Heel carved off with a silent burn. Her mother whispers, “Pain won’t last, Queens don’t walk once the crown is cast.” But shadows gather, cold and grim— The birds scream loud: “The truth is him.” [PRE-CHORUS] The truth claws up from the ground, Every lie makes a heavier sound. [CHORUS] Blood in the slipper, ash on the throne, Justice rises from skin and bone. Eyes for the wicked, fate for the known— Ashenputtel stands alone. [EXTENDED SECTION — THE PUNISHMENT] The wedding dawns with a crimson sky, The sisters tremble, they know why. A flutter of wings, a judgment call— Two shadows fall as the birds take all. Screams echo sharp through the gilded hall— Blindness comes, the final thrall. [BRIDGE — THE RISE] Ashenputtel steps through the fear, Every truth she buried now stands clear. No more chains, no more dread— She wears the crown the lies once fled. [FINAL CHORUS] Blood in the slipper, ash on the throne, Justice rises from skin and bone. Eyes for the wicked, fate for the known— Ashenputtel stands alone. Heavy, hard, faster — destiny: She claims the life they stole from she. The birds sing loud her victory— Ashenputtel, forever free.
