Lyrics:

Stricken from below, the inevitable travelers
A mighty demon horde
On wings that brought them through the storms
Was not of this earth
Still it was not flesh they craved
The smell of human souls
Made them rage upon this world
Legion
The wrath of gods
Sent as formless hordes they swipe
Endless might, swarming
Steamed by pain to ravage earth and claim its light
Fire strikes the earth
As it commence none shall live
Chaos rage the world
Humans turning as they run
On abyssal command
They punish the weak with their laws
They came to claim the throne
As they conquer every living soul

Legion
The wrath of gods
Sent as formless hordes they swipe
Endless might, swarming
Steamed by pain to ravage earth and claim its light

Through demonic penetration
The legion of the formless ones are swarming demigods
Spread like plague it withers the earth
The pain, the black, deeds of Pazuzu
Pazuzu
Stricken from below, the inevitable travelers
A mighty demon horde
On wings that brought them through the storms
Was not of this earth
Still it was not flesh they craved
The smell of human souls
Made them rage upon this world