[Spoken Intro — cold ceremonial / close dry vocal] PLAYER TWO HAS ENTERED THE WOUND. PRESS START. RELEASE THE BITCH. [Verse 1 — poised deadpan / restrained chamber tension] They drew me with a switchblade smile, combat boots and perfect aim. Took the girl you overlooked and gave the monster her own name. [Pre-Chorus — mounting rhythmic tension] Warning lights flicker. High score climbs. Old life cracking— right on time. Three. Two. One. [Chorus — theatrical lift / stately power] Death Bitch, Death Bitch, one life left and she spends it loud. Death Bitch, Death Bitch, rose from the wreckage, won’t bow down. You called her deadly— darling, you were right. She doesn’t kill the people. She kills the lie. [Post-Chorus — clipped / dry / restrained] You thought I was dead. I was levelling up. Game over, good girl. Death Bitch has arrived. [Verse 2 — elegant menace / slightly fuller arrangement] They cast me as the villain in the story I survived. So I stole the illustration and I made the bitch come alive. They handed me the ending like the ending had been signed. I drew a door across the page and left the frame behind. [Pre-Chorus — rising tension / darker strings] Warning lights flicker. High score climbs. Old gods cracking— right on time. Three. Two. One. [Final Chorus — triumphant theatrical lift / full chamber arrangement] Death Bitch, Death Bitch, one life left and she spends it loud. Death Bitch, Death Bitch, rose from the wreckage, takes her bow. You called her dangerous— darling, turn the page. She doesn’t burn the whole world. She burns the cage. Death Bitch, Death Bitch, no more begging to survive. Death Bitch, Death Bitch, look who made it out alive. You thought I was dead. I was levelling up. [Outro — cold ceremonial finish / sparse harpsichord] FINAL SCORE: ONE WOMAN. ZERO APOLOGIES. CONTINUE? Always.
