INFERNAL POPULI - THE LEGIONS MARCH

When Vox trapped Lucy in the angel steel bauble he didn't realize that their was a reason none of the Ars Goetia had ever been truly worried about Lucy's absence. It's because to beings like them a few hundred years is the equivalent of hitting the snooze button but when the angel steel sealed off Lucifer's power it also cut off the hum in the back of every Goetic demons mind that tied them to their maker. The first thing the Goetia do when they arrive with all of the legions of hell is open portals under ALL of the angel steel and send it down to the Wrath ring to be sorted leaving Vox and his army of idiots with no angel weaponry and a VERY angry army of hellborn demons lead by Paimon himself demanding that the sinners return their God-King. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ As aside this whole thing has really got me wanting to write a solo song for Paimon. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I write the lyrics but use a.i to voice for me since my voice is.... not good. I also use some a.i imagery to give the video some movement. ---Lyrics--- [Verse] We have come to the call of his abscense. Come to seal the fate of those who would silence our king. We are the legions of the seven rings. And we come to bring about your doom. We come to heed his empty throne. [Chorus] WE ARE THE LEGIONS OF THE FALLEN LORD. He is our god, He is our god. [Verse] We follow his right hand into the ring of pride. Paimon leads the way. He leads the way, the first of Lucifer's creations after the fall. His power unmatched by any mortal soul. No sinner can hope to stand against his might. And we abide his command. For Paimon is our king and the golden angel is our god. No army of sinners can hope to forestall our wrath No overlords ego can stand in our war-path. We are the legions of the seven rings. And we come for our king. You sinners think you have real power, think you can climb that tower. We are led by the Goetic lords, This will be your songs last chord. We care nothing for your words. your hypnotic gaze can not match our rage. We will have our king returned. Our all sinners will burn. We rise to the highest ring to bring about your fall. We will once again hear our high kings call. The voice of our creator, our maker. Lord Lucifer will return [Chorus] He is our god. He is our god. [Verse] Now make ready sinner scum, it's to late to run. This is your final hour.