Spirit Of Dead Lyrics - Blind Myself

Could not keep it alive 

So melodies are out of tune 

Samples of dead 

Used for recreation 

But the clones don't have the spirit 

That we used to hear singing inside 

Spirit of the dead 

I wanna breathe your breath 

Wake up and look into my eyes 

Take the power of sorrow 

Take your time 

Wake up 

Look at me 

Open your eyes, now, now... 

I wanna smell your sweat 

Made up harmonies can not take your appatite away 

And our starving for real 

Can't be eased by reheated second versions