Where Ghosts Fall Silent de Evoken

Far within,when shall they return again?
Above the whore,to outshine every brilliant ray
O see the face of disbelief
O see the face of hatred
Within it open into another world at length he who torments with a hollow groan

Each outcry does cease to sing
Each outcry wounded in the wing
Each outcry I wander from here to there
Each outcry I frown upon the eyes that stare