Perhaps This Is Hell

A dark Sun sets over blackened seas
The great red eye is staring endlessly
And deep below the earth
Lay the answers to questions yet to be heard

Withered in the vein
Can you please just talk to me?
Tell me your frequency
I'm dying to hear you speak
I'm dying to hear you speak
I'm dying to hear you speak

A thousand lives come and gone
But I can't stop until you're home
Countless cycles spent
Sifting through the ash
How do I get back?
How do I get you back?

It is calling to me from below
The song of a God
That whispers to the sleeping
I remember our promise
But I can't let you go

I'll fight for our ending
Not even death can stop me

Our promise kept so close to my chest
I'll dream about you when the Sun sets

I'll dream about you
Until you're home
I'll dream about you

Great holes, secretly carved
Where the earth's pores ought to suffice
Perhaps this is hell
I'll keep digging until I've brought you home