What do you see through the worldgate? Past the threshold of emerald flame?
Enchanted eyes that see what lies beyond the door, tell us more
Of the world that's not the same.
What do you see through the worldgate? Is it better? Is it worse?
Than what we know and where we go and how we play here and today
And do its people bless or curse?
What do you see through the worldgate? Will we ever get the chance
To see that place and its strange race and its strange lands built by strange hands
And join in its strange dance?