Sunset City
by Payne's Gray· from Kadath Decoded
All the domes, arched gates and flights of stair
Flooded with red beams from sun's sinking chair
Who is hindering my will
To reach this place - oh, so tranqui?
Who are the Gods to prohibit
Against my desire and all my wit -
To whom shall I address my wish
To reach this place - high up and higher ?
Please free my path to this estate
Through golden doorways passing late
At sunset. Coming to where I cling:
The town which I possess in my dreams.
Did I use too barren prayers
Through barriers of mysticisms layers
Must I penetrate my need
Pricking ears attentive heed ?
Oh free my path to this estate
Through golden doorways passing late
At sunset. Coming to where I cling:
The town which I possess in my dream