New worldMalachi went last he stepped through the gateThe portal tickled it started to shakeTime warped and collapsed crushing through spaceAnd then all went dark a stench hit their faceThe mud was knee deep it consumed their shoesThe bugs were biting the swamp took its duesWhere had they landed would this be there homeCould he get power to take back the throneThis place was foreign but they would strive onOh how he hated the name Oberon