Ex Oblivione

Escape the ensnaring bounds;
The ugly trifles of our existence
Clawing the dream
To be freed from the greyness of day...

I yearn for splendour-
For scented gardens and the beauty of what is denied £0 me
Opiate dreams takes me there, to my irradiate refuge

Shut out reality-
Close out this world which kills me with its colourless face
Artefacts of paradise they glare, and scorn me as i long

Vainly striving to get by the gate in my dream-
The key lies in the nectar of strange flower

I cut the bounds-as sleep enchains me
The gate is open-the way lies clear

Based on the novel "ex oblivione" by h. p. lovecraft