Track · Apr 4, 2026 · English

Velvet Reins

Artemis15

Duration

3:57

Language

English

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Silver comb

Braids pulled tight

They teach me how to sit just right

Balcony books and whispered spells

Ink-stained hands they never tell

I loose the arrow

Watch it fly

Through orchard fog and paper sky

My mare remembers every turn

We outrun what I’m meant to learn

[Chorus]

I was born to wear these velvet reins

Soft on the skin

Cut deep in the veins

Smile like a statue

Stand there and shine

They drew my life as a dotted line

But under the silk

My heart still storms

I bend

I bleed

I never quite form

[Verse 2]

They fit the dress

They fix the date

They toast the deal at the iron gate

Candles count the breaths I take

Each vow a thread I cannot break

Tiny hands

A cradle’s cry

Names on a scroll I didn’t write

I rock the future back to sleep

Hide all my aching in the seams

[Chorus]

I was born to wear these velvet reins

Soft on the skin

Cut deep in the veins

Smile like a statue

Stand there and shine

They drew my life as a dotted line

But under the silk

My heart still storms

I bend

I bleed

I never quite form

[Bridge]

At night I trace

The constellations

Old wild maps of lost escape

My fingers spark with every shape

A quiet flame

A quiet ache

I see myself

Bow drawn in shadow

Riding hard through fields I named

Somewhere a girl outruns this chain

Somewhere she answers to her own name (oh)

[Chorus]

I was born to wear these velvet reins

Soft on the skin

Cut deep in the veins

Pose in the frame they carved from stone

Laugh like this courtyard feels like home

But under the silk

My heart still storms

I bend

I breathe

I’m learning to form

Style

folkemo-leaning indie folk with female vocalsclose-mic’d and intimate. fingerpicked acoustic guitar and soft brushed snaresubtle upright bass. verses stay hushed and story-driven; chorus swells with airy harmonies and distant choir padsplus a mournful violin line shadowing the vocal melody. final chorus strips back to voice and guitarending on a heldfragile note.emo

Prompt

Female, folk, emo, fantasy story A story of a noblewoman who was born with the fate of being married off. She grew up learning magic, archery, and horse riding until she had to marry and bear children

Credits

Prompt by

Artemis15

GeneratedApr 4, 2026

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