Say, do ye believe and do ye accept them?
Answer, every one of you, answer with your voice!" Then a mighty roar of sound went up from the gathered thousands, a roar that shaped itself into the words: "We believe and we accept." "It is well," said Nam when the tumult had died away.

"Hearken, ye high gods! O Aca! and O Jal! Bend down your ears and deign to hearken to your priest and servant, speaking in the name of your children, the People of the Mist.

Be ye kings to reign over us! Accept the power and the sacrifice, and sit in the place of kings.

We give you rule through all the land; the life of every dweller in the land is yours; yours are their cattle and their goats, their city and their armies.

For you the altars shall run red, the cry of the victim shall be music in your ears.
Ye shall look upon him whom long ago ye set to guard the secret awful place, and he shall crawl beneath your feet.