Nothing grows beneath the sun,

It burns too bright, it loves no one.

But in the dark, I felt a bloom,

A quiet pulse beneath the tomb.

I fed it silence, I gave it time,

It never asked to be divine.

Roots through stone and bone and fear,

Still it grew — still it's here.

Silent bloom, unseen, alive,

Growing where the light can't survive.

Soft and slow, beneath the doom,

I found peace in your silent bloom.

Every glow must fade away,

Every voice forgets to stay.

But what remains beneath the ground,

Is everything I never found.

I let the dark become my seed,

It gave me more than light could breed.

Silent bloom, unseen, alive,

Growing where the light can't survive.

Soft and slow, beneath the doom,

I found peace in your silent bloom.

Let it grow in the grave I made, life still breathes where the light decayed. I don't need the sun to prove that the void can bloom the void can move.

Silent bloom, unseen, alive,

Growing where the light can't survive.

Soft and slow, beneath the doom,

I found peace in your silent bloom.