Here in a clearing lie Hidden from their eyes A shaman convenes with the dead Walking the path where they dare not tread So, so the Froglord goes Entering the clearing of The Mystic Toad To discover Here at the top of the world Here it lies, follow the stream, enter into the fire Convene with our dead and asking of what you desire I can see them clear, the ancestors reveal Learn my ways if you dare, you have nothing to fear Come, allow, the liquid to flow into the depths of your soul And speak with our Gods, the ancestors of the frog