Blood Music(whispering)      Blood Music(whispering)      I remember the stories they use to tell me about how beautiful and powerful she was   She was a goddess amongst mortal men   Even slight sound she made was as pure as an angel resting on her shoulder   Ever whisper she spoke brought passion and clarity to all the 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 they disrespect and take advantage of her   They used her for their own personal gain. success and fame   They' ve tricked her into thinking it was all done for love   But really it was done for money   They say money is the route of all evil, but I know it' s people   It' s people who carried out those treacheries crimes against her   And it' s people who tried to suck and nearly drain the blood from her soul   Her name is music   She was once innocent and perfect but now I fear for the worst   The day they drain her from all of her blood   For be the day that music dies