Album: Blood Music
I remember the stories they used to tell me,
About how beautiful and powerful she was
She was a goddess amongst mortal men
Every slight sound she made was a pure as an angel resting on her shoulder
Every whisper she spoke, brought passion and clarity
To all those fortunate enough to hear her voice
But that is no longer Those are just stories from the past
I see the way they treat her now, the way the disrespect and take advantage of her
They used her for their own personal gain, success and pain
They tricked her into thinking it was all done for love,
But really, it was done for money
They say money is the root of all evil, but I know it's people
It's people who have carried out these treacherous crimes against her
It is people who have tried to suck, and nearly drained the blood of her soul
Her name is Music She was once innocent, perfect
But now I fear for the worst
The day they drained her of all her blood, will be the day Music dies