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The Wishing Flower (The Wishing Bloom)

organ music, church choir, mystical, Electric, scratch, electric guitar solo, electro-rock, techno and synth-pop, alternative rock., Rap/Hip-Hop, hot, dynamic, powerful, legendary, dark, cinematic elements

Dean Winchester·4:52

Lyrics

Verse

Petals shimmer, a trap in disguise,

Whispers echo, truth wrapped in lies.

Three hundred years, Azazel’s grin,

Wishes granted, but you never win.

Prechorus

Dreams twisted, hearts undone,

The flower blooms under noonday sun.

Chorus

The wishing flower, don’t make the plea,

What you want ain’t what you’ll see.

Promises poison, roots run deep,

Steal your soul while you’re asleep.

Verse 2

A beggar sought gold, got a cage of stone,

A lover wished company, but died alone.

Its bloom like fire, it scorches pride,

Every wish a dagger, cutting inside.

Bridge

Thorns in the shadows, seeds of despair,

Azazel’s laughter hangs in the air.

Pluck it, hold it, and you’ll regret,

Your soul’s the price, the flower’s debt.

Chorus

The wishing flower, don’t make the plea,

What you want ain’t what you’ll see.

Promises poison, roots run deep,

Steal your soul while you’re asleep.

Bridge

Verse 3, mail voice, rap

Petals drip crimson, a thief in the thorns

Blooming in the shadow where betrayal is born

Azazel’s whisper, a blade in the breeze

Promises sweeter than the hum of the bees

Three centuries deep, roots choke the dirt

Soul-snatching blossoms, a harvest of hurt

You reach for the light, but the stem bites back

Every wish you make is the start of a trap

Lucifer’s pupil, sly grin in the dusk

Deals inked in shadows, trust turns to dust

Elusive like smoke, he slips through the seams

A puppeteer pulling on your darkest dreams

Thorns in your mind, twisting your path

Laughing as he leads you to the aftermath

No mirrors, no windows, no way to escape

The Flower blooms, sealing your fate

Bridge

A garden of greed, where silence screams

Petals glisten red with shattered dreams

Don’t pluck the bloom, don’t take the dare

Azazel waits in the poisoned air

Chorus

The wishing flower, don’t make the plea,

What you want ain’t what you’ll see.

Promises poison, roots run deep,

Steal your soul while you’re asleep.

The wishing flower, don’t make the plea,

What you want ain’t what you’ll see.

Promises poison, roots run deep,

Steal your soul while you’re asleep.

Outro

The Flower of Wishes, it cuts, it burns

For every desire, a soul it earns

Beware, beware, the price is steep

A field of dreams where the reapers reap

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