New Legion
We are property, we are passed around
Revolving currency, trophies displayed so proud
Designed for your comfort
Calloused for your pleasure
Our specific worth
Depends on how you measure
To those who lit the match
Your house is burning, too
To those who fan the flames
This will come back to you
To those who cannot speak
To those whose mouths are empty
We will stand for you, for we are many
We are justice, we are treason
We are karma, we are reason
My name is Legion...
I call Medusa, and now you're stone
I call Lamia, your child's gone
I call the Sirens, and see you drown
I call Medea, she takes you down
I call the Strega, and you are cursed
I call the Loa, for something worse
I call Lilith, and her kin
My vengeful sisters, will break you in
We are justice...