Whispers of the wind beauty of an angel a look to die darkness took me by surprise I'm a very strange soul I feel like i just cried give me an excuse to wet your face  but its still dry in to  the deep swimming with the fishes got bitten by a shark now I'm turning vicious  your flesh is my bate ill treat you like hells kitchen  ill clean up your dishes criss cross fire burning rage raising flesh bleeding im drifting im lifting my spirit is clifting my heart is in different places but its homeless with just a temporary home but heaven is my home im a long way from it it is just i whose letting me down it is i whom you already tried to take down i am i me and myself  i am way to high so i am that shelf whispers of your words beauty of mine your love caught me by surprise give me an excuse to kiss your face but your still a lie