Deep in the heart of the forest Lies a mystic swamp Forgotten by time Lost to the realm of man The swamp is home to many creatures, dark and mysterious But there was one, foretold long ago To give birth to a thousand strong, a thousand strong frogspawn Encased in slime, to protect the young As a source of food, and devour from within But amongst the frogspawn Sat an egg, who would fulfil the prophecy FROGSPAWN FROGSPAWN FROGSPAWN COME ALIVE COME ALIVE AND ARISE THIS IS THE BIRTH OF FROGLORD TIME Birthed in darkness, grown in their own slime