BLISS
Senceless talkings, dumb doll faces:
I've built for myself a million mazes
Just to feel at safe from all this hurt and lie.
World's around been illusion:
No salvation, no hope, no solution -
I'm so glad I let you rushe into my life. 
Who are you, my smiling stranger?
Are you that immortal gothic angel,
Who was tortured in the hell because of God,
Who did pure my soul from madness?
Memories about you make bliss endless:
I'm so glad you found the path, led to my heart.