LA FLOR DE LA LUNA — ANCIENT SPELL SONG

Intro / Oracle Whisper

Hush, child of night…

La Luna grows what mortals fear to name…

Lavanda sagrada, flor del destino…

Touch it, and sueños turn to camino sin fin…

Verse 1

Star of the Moon, rise and bloom, rise and bloom,

Lavender shaped in a silver womb,

Thorns like omens cut the air,

The night itself asks, “¿Te atreves a ver?”

It smells of prophecy, it smells of fate,

A blossom blooming at the Underworld’s gate,

Roots like serpents coil below,

Guarded by a goddess only sombras know.

Chorus — Moonbinding Spell

O Lunar Mother, hear my call,

Let this flower rise or fall,

Lavanda oscura, cradle my sleep,

Hold my soul where the old gods creep.

Moon‑forged star, avoid the dawn,

For daylight breaks what night has drawn.

Verse 2

Pollen of visions, dust of dread,

Petals kissed by the silent dead,

Every drop of dew turns black,

A warning carved where mortals lack.

The goddess whispers, soft and low,

“Niña perdida… do not go,”

For lavender shaped from lunar bone

Feeds on the heart left all alone.

Chorus — Moonbinding Spell

O Lunar Mother, hear my call,

Let this flower rise or fall,

Lavanda oscura, cradle my sleep,

Hold my soul where the old gods creep.

Moon‑forged star, avoid the dawn,

For daylight breaks what night has drawn.

Bridge — Temple Curse

Sleep, wanderer… sleep…

If the bloom chooses you, it keeps…

If its glow brushes your skin,

Tus sueños never end again.

Lavender hums in the cold night air,

Calling softly, “Ven… if you dare…”

Final Chorus — Full Incantation

O Lunar Mother, seal the bloom,

Hide its glow from the burning noon,

Star of night, guard the deep,

Where cursed flowers learn to sleep.

Born of shadow, undone by dawn,

La Flor de Luna… never gone.