The main verses are broken up by the bridge, this is non-standard for me.

Verse one - P-Earl Gray

In the garden’s heart, where the wild winds blow,
Stands a symbol of might, the black rose grows.
Under moon’s soft gaze, in the quiet night,
It blooms in the dark, a mystic sight.

Amidst thorns and whispers, where secrets lie,
In its petals deep, old tales never die.
A beacon of strength, in the shadows’ hold,
The black rose unfolds, stories untold.

In the darkest nooks, where silence looms,
There’s a hidden dance, where the black rose blooms.
A symbol of resilience, in nature’s play,
Thriving in the night, shunning the day.

Each petal, a saga of struggle and grace,
In adversity’s garden, it finds its place.
Though surrounded by darkness, it stands so bold,
The black rose, a beauty, nature’s story told.
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Bridge - Kagakusha

In darkness’ embrace, it stands alone,
A beacon of hope, in the unknown.
Through night’s quiet whisper, it gently shows,
Even in shadows, the black rose grows.

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Second verse - Swede-Dish

In the still of night, where secrets sleep,
The black rose stands, its wisdom deep.
Through darkness it blooms, a sight so rare,
Teaching us strength, amid despair.

Its roots in the earth, unseen but strong,
Holding fast, where it belongs.
In each petal, a tale of endurance,
A silent testament to nature’s assurance.

When shadows loom, and lights grow dim,
The black rose shows, hope’s not just a whim.
For even in gloom, beauty finds its way,
In the black rose’s bloom, night turns to day.

In this dance of light and shadow’s embrace,
The black rose thrives, with an elegant grace.
A symbol of balance, in life’s intricate prose,
In every dark corner, the black rose grows.