Who are those spirits whom you see before you?
They did not worship god in fitting ways
And for no other reason are lost and longing
We have no hope and yet we live in longing

Tell me master, tell me more, I want to know
'Cause I myself am one
Did any ever go on his own from this place
To blessedness?

Who are these souls just kept separate from the rest?
Their name which echoes up within your life?
'Cause each of these spirits shares with me
Their name, called out by the lone voice.

Silence here is just as seemingly as our speech was there
Encircled seven times by towering walls
The people here had eyes that were grave and slow
We move along and toward the light.