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New world Malachi went last he stepped through the gate The portal tickled it started to shake Time warped and collapsed crushing through space And then all went dark a stench hit their face The mud was knee deep it consumed their shoes The bugs were biting the swamp took its dues Where had they landed would this be there home Could he get power to take back the throne This place was foreign but they would strive on Oh how he hated the name Oberon