Spirit of Dead 歌词

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