""Beckoning The children of the Night The spirits of the undead An the lesser lights Now the time has come to reach out We must heed their calls When Strange Gateways Beckon Open up to what there is and what might be In the end nothing is as it seems The strangest dreams hide right in front of our eyes Now the time has come to reach out We must heed their calls When Strange Gateways Beckon We stand before a passage Something strange and profound And we need to let go Let ourselves fall through the ground An give in to the gateways""