[Lyric] Humwawa of the South Winds (Gorguina)

Creature of darkness, by the works of darkness!
Creature of hatred, by the words of hatred!
Creature of the wastes, by the rites of the waste!
Creature of pain, by the words and rites of pain!

Thine corpse shall arise
When Tiamat rests not
When mighty Kutulu shakes beneath the earth
When the great bear hangs
And Enki is afraid

Through the thickest of doors like a snake thou slide
Great Ancient One, through the bolts like winds thou blow
Lord of all things dead, thou art the burning pain
That presseth itself on the back of all men
As all things come to the time of their decay
Thy features are a mass of entrails of men
Just a gaze into thy face shows the future
The future of all that goes upon the earth

Creature of darkness, by the works of darkness!
Creature of hatred, by the words of hatred!
Creature of the wastes, by the rites of the waste!
Creature of pain, by the words and rites of pain!
Thy horrid perfume is the odour of death
A warning of the doom to come: thy presence

Leap forth unto this world O evil demon
Evil god, evil genius, evil devil

Lord of abominations, great Humwawa of the South Winds
Dark angel of all that is excreted and of all that sours
Cause the dead to rise and devour the living
May they outnumber the ones of this world

Creature of darkness, by the works of darkness!
Creature of hatred, by the words of hatred!
Creature of the wastes, by the rites of the waste!
Creature of pain, by the words and rites of pain!
Creature of evil, by the works of evil!
Creature of misery, by the words of misery!
Creature of blasphemy, by the rites of blasphemy!
Creature of sin, by the words and rites of sin!