Songtext von Breath Of Ghosts

I hear the breath of ghosts Hiding behind the wind Like an icy choir exhaling A promise to rescind I hear the breath of ghosts Escaping from their lungs Calling forth the names of those That took away their tongues A temporary permanence A fortress of onionskin With motives so transparent With no means to an end I feel the breath of ghosts Like fingers on my skin Tracing senseless patterns Revealing nothing in the end I hear the breath of ghosts Whisper in my ear With every drooling syllable It preys upon my fear I hear the breath of ghosts Blowing through the trees Hissing out a warning Awash with its disease I hear the breath of ghosts Slowly fade away With ever decreasing frequency As colors change to gray