[Soft, dreamlike piano with faint whispers of wind and distant humming]
Step into my garden, let the Bliss take hold,
Feel the warmth of the light, let the story unfold.
I’ll sing you a song to ease your pain,
But every paradise comes with its chain.
[Verse 1]
I wasn’t always Faith, I wasn’t always this,
Once just a girl, swallowed by the abyss.
They gave me a name, but it wasn’t my choice,
Now I guide the lost with a stolen voice.
Do you see the flowers? Do you feel the air?
In the Bliss, it’s perfect; there’s no despair.
But behind my smile lies the weight of lies,
A puppet for the Father, under painted skies.
[Ethereal vocals layered with a gentle but driving beat]
Welcome to the Bliss, where dreams feel real,
Where the pain fades away, and wounds can heal.
But don’t look too close, or the cracks will show,
In my perfect world, there’s nowhere to go.
[Verse 2]
[The beat deepens, with subtle percussion and strings joining]
I call it salvation, but it’s a prison inside,
A garden of beauty where the truth must hide.
I see their faces, the fear in their eyes,
But I tell them it’s love while I weave my lies.
The Father says I’m his angel of light,
But the Bliss is a poison that clouds the fight.
I keep them dreaming, I keep them bound,
In the fields of Eden, where silence drowns.
[The music swells with a haunting echo of Faith’s voice]
Welcome to the Bliss, where dreams feel real,
Where the pain fades away, and wounds can heal.
But don’t look too close, or the cracks will show,
In my perfect world, there’s nowhere to go.
[Music slows, the piano takes a somber tone with faint choral hums]
Rachel was my name before the fall,
A fragile heart, a quiet call.
Joseph found me broken, lost in shame,
And he made me Faith, but I’m not the same.
Do I believe in the Bliss I bring?
Or am I just a bird with a broken wing?
In the haze, I wonder if I’ll ever be free,
But this is my purpose; this is my plea.
[The beat intensifies with layered vocals and strings, conveying both power and sorrow]
Welcome to the Bliss, where dreams feel real,
Where the pain fades away, and wounds can heal.
But don’t look too close, or the cracks will show,
In my perfect world, there’s nowhere to go.
[Outro]
[Music fades to just the piano]
Step into my garden, where the flowers bloom,
Where the air is sweet but hides your doom.
I’ll sing you a song to ease your pain,
But every paradise comes with its chain.
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