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Lost Key (The Wishing Bloom. Part 2)

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Dean Winchester·4:59

Lyrics

[Intro]
[Scratch “Lost Key”]

[Verse 1]
Petals like ash
They shimmered
They swayed
The hunter froze
His will betrayed
A truth unspoken
A deal unsigned
Yet the flower knew what burned in his mind

[Prechorus]
It whispered without a word
So clear
It saw the hunter's heart
His fear

[Chorus]
The Lost Key, will it set you free?
Or twist your mind till you can’t even see?
Turn the handle, face the plea—
The choice is yours, The Lost Key.

[Verse 2]
In an instant a key appeared so old
Rust flaked off like whispers untold
The hunter stood still
Heart turned cold
A flower spoke secrets
Bold

[Prechorus]
Deep in the woods where shadows creep
Lies a cave where the lost dreams sleep

[Chorus]
The Lost Key, will it set you free?
Or twist your mind till you can’t even see?
Turn the handle, face the plea—
The choice is yours, The Lost Key.

[Bridge]

[Verse 3, male voice, rap]
He walked through shadows sharp and deep
No time for hunger no time for sleep
A dream so vivid it burned his mind
Branches clawed at his skin
But he couldn’t give in
Not when the chest was near
The forest whispered secrets dark
Each step lit by a fleeting spark
His breath a fog his pulse a drum
He knew it wasn't his
But he couldn’t resist
The pull was too severe

[Prechorus]
In a box beneath the moonlight's stare
A secret held
No soul would dare
He found the truth
It was beating there

[Chorus]
The Lost Key, will it set you free?
Or twist your mind till you can’t even see?
Turn the handle, face the plea—
The choice is yours, The Lost Key.

[Outro]
A beating heart
It called his name
It bled the truth
It played no game
He knew the soul
He knew the pain
A beating heart
It screamed again
Fingers trembling
A breath he stole
A piece of someone
A fractured whole
Who it belonged to
He always knew
The past returned
In crimson hue

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