Legion - Summoner's Circle

Forbidden knowledge

Promises from the deep

A timeless calamity

There is a place beyond dark

A place of frozen void

Where the ancient ones hark

Lying in wait for a sinister fate

Crossing the ethereal plane

Legion most foul

Legion most impure

We summon thee with eldritch rite

To raze this land with your might

We are legion

For we are many

No event not orchestrated

For their greater purpose

Terror made manifest

An understanding like magick

They observe with envious eyes

Wanting to touch the learned mind

Enslave the savage mind

Devour the simple mind

Legion most foul

Legion of the dead

With forgotten runes and eldritch rite

We summon thee great lord of night

We are legion

For we are many

We are legion

We are many

We are legion

We are many

Summon that which

Can’t be put down

And one by one

Darken the stars

Legion most foul

Legion of the dead

With forgotten runes and eldritch rite

We summon thee great lord of night

Rise, rise

Rise, rise

To alter the fate of time

Amorphous and changing

Come forth by naivete

With clammy hands, the children all welcome