I am Pazuzu, son of the king of the evil spirits,
that one who descends impetuously from the mountains
and bring the storms.
That is the one I am.
Come down from the mountains, riding the wind
Crumble their cities in mephitic dust
Bring them plague and deadly fevers,
Bleed their wounds in a rotting lust
Haunt their lands, slay their kings, rule the fatal wind
Laugh of them, corrupt their bodies and possess their souls
Twist their mind, leave them no hopes for they all shall die
Twisted bodies, cracked limbs poisoned air they'll breath
Come to slay my enemies
Come to eat their souls
Come to make me rule
Come to claim your throne
I call the wind
I call the blood
I call you spirit
To possess their souls