Where Ghosts Fall Silent - 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…