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
  
  CHORUS:
  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
  
  (CHORUS)
  
  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
  
  (CHORUS)