3.Silent Bliss
A sigh wouldn't be sold
Attractions too weak
Feathers, creamfilled dreams and some more
Gray forever gone
Now behold this burlesque play
Wirtue of yesterday
Sealed in a box as a curiosity
The stage is everywhere
Audiences elated
Inconvenience, an unknown concept
Preacher blesses us and smiles as he goes
To heal the broken souls
Letters - images from above
Freedom and peace
All is opened up for our eyes
None of us is free otherwise
Declares the insolent ruler
Secrets and lies to see
Tomb of the truth again breathe
Things we don't know about is impossibility
Chorus：
I fall into a sleep to find the rapture
Silence is a bliss
I close my eyes to find and free the captured
The beauty in white
I fall into a sleep to find the rapture
Silence is a bliss
I close my eyes to find and free the captured
The beauty in white
(I fall into the arms of sweet denial
Silence's a bliss)
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