Blind Myself - Spirit of Dead lyrics

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