Call of the nameless black
The Legion Lyrics


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I know these ancient halls by heart from wondrous dreams.
I strive along without a thought – blinded, yet I see.
Overhanging shrieking gaps: a bridge as thin as bone.
Abysmal echoes whisper of things 'til now unknown.
Leading to Earth's bowel, a path winds onwards.
At the heart of mankind atrocities unfold.

Twisted human misshapes decorate the vaults: a dark
Abomination wrought with beastly claws. Demented ornate
Structures – the unutterable described. Such exuberance…
A hideous work of art!

Submitting to rituals of blackest divine,
Transforming me into a shadow of time.

Call of the nameless black.

All human feelings disappear, save morbid fascination.
The air breathes hate and scorn and death. That smell…
A bliss to suffer! The ground: a rotting, reddish fen; a lake
Of boiling faces. The scent of horrors undefined –
Celestial putrefaction.

The stench of torn cadavers contaminates the air. Bloated
Bodies put to rest on piles in endless rows. A tumescent
Mess of flesh and bone – remember: such is life, and no
More will I be trapped inside. Assailed by ghoulish
Perceptions – around me the nightmare unveils.

Call of the nameless black.

A mass of unspeakable figures encounters my bed of stone.
Horrid… that footfalls so different can move in such
Perfect rhythms. My deepest wish and utmost fear unite in




A graceful crescendo. A second away from my last breath,
With eyes closed I'm ready to face death.

Overall Meaning

The Legion’s song, “Call Of The Nameless Black”, is a haunting narrative of a person who finds themselves exploring old and eerie halls. This person is not just an ordinary explorer, but someone who is almost enchanted by the place. They perceive their surroundings with both blindness and clarity, and amidst the echoing sounds of darkness unknown, they are lead towards even darker depths of the Earth. The person’s fascination with the grotesque surroundings of warped human shapes, twisted structures and macabre ornamentation intensifies as they slowly lose all human emotions except for morbid interest. They then finally hear a call, a “Call Of The Nameless Black”, a call that shall forever transform them into “a shadow of time”.


The song is filled with symbolism and imagery that implies a darker meaning beyond just the physical exploration of frightening surroundings. It seems to depict an existential crisis of a person who is going through a transformational experience. The lyrics could be read as thematically linked with the literary concept of the “Abjection” proposed by the renowned French philosopher and feminist, Julia Kristeva. The concept seeks to explain the reaction of dread, revulsion or horror towards things that are impure, defiled, liminal and destabilizing forces that confront the borders of the “Self” and thus threaten to break the structured and stable boundaries someone has created of their identity. The song can therefore be interpreted as an allegory for the journey of self-discovery that leads this person to confront the darker and the most abject parts of themselves.


Line by Line Meaning

I know these ancient halls by heart from wondrous dreams.
The singer has visited these halls in their dreams so often that they know them intimately.


I strive along without a thought – blinded, yet I see.
The singer moves through the halls without thinking, but still has a clear vision of their surroundings.


Overhanging shrieking gaps: a bridge as thin as bone.
A narrow, fragile bridge connects one part of the halls to another, with the sound of screaming filling the space in between.


Abysmal echoes whisper of things 'til now unknown.
The echoes in the halls hold secrets that have never been revealed before.


Leading to Earth's bowel, a path winds onwards.
The path through the halls leads deep into the earth.


At the heart of mankind atrocities unfold.
The ultimate destination of the path is a place where horrific acts are committed by humans.


Twisted human misshapes decorate the vaults: a dark
The walls are adorned with grotesque sculptures of humans, twisted and deformed.


Abomination wrought with beastly claws. Demented ornate
The sculptures are an abomination, with beastly claws and twisted, ornate designs.


Structures – the unutterable described. Such exuberance…
The sculptures are so surreal that they defy description, yet the artist put an incredible amount of effort into their creation.


A hideous work of art!
Despite their ugliness, the sculptures can be considered a form of art.


Submitting to rituals of blackest divine,
The singer takes part in dark, religious rituals.


Transforming me into a shadow of time.
The rituals change the artist, making them feel like a specter from another era.


Call of the nameless black.
The singer is being called by something unknown and sinister.


All human feelings disappear, save morbid fascination.
The singer is consumed by a fascination with the grisly sights of the halls, to the point where they have no other emotions left.


The air breathes hate and scorn and death. That smell…
The atmosphere in the halls is filled with negative emotions and smells of death.


A bliss to suffer! The ground: a rotting, reddish fen; a lake
Despite the horrors around them, the artist takes pleasure in their suffering. The ground is a putrid swamp, filled with bloody faces.


Of boiling faces. The scent of horrors undefined –
The faces in the lake are writhing in agony. The sense of terror in the room is impossible to describe.


Celestial putrefaction.
The decay and suffering in the halls feels like a corruption of the natural order.


The stench of torn cadavers contaminates the air. Bloated
The halls are filled with the smell of rotting corpses. The bodies are bloated and disfigured.


Bodies put to rest on piles in endless rows. A tumescent
The piles of bodies seem never-ending, arranged in rows. The flesh is swollen and grotesque.


Mess of flesh and bone – remember: such is life, and no
The artist reflects that life is a messy combination of flesh and bone, including the gross and unsightly parts of it.


More will I be trapped inside. Assailed by ghoulish
The artist vows to never be trapped in these halls again. Despite this, they are constantly attacked by visions of horror.


Perceptions – around me the nightmare unveils.
The singer is surrounded by terrifying sights and sounds, as if they were in a waking nightmare.


A mass of unspeakable figures encounters my bed of stone.
The artist is confronted by a crowd of monstrous creatures while resting on a stone bed.


Horrid… that footfalls so different can move in such
The creatures' movements are unsettling because they don't fit with normal human motion.


Perfect rhythms. My deepest wish and utmost fear unite in
The singer is both fascinated and terrified by the creatures, fulfilling a primal desire while also causing great fear.


A graceful crescendo. A second away from my last breath,
The singer feels a sense of beauty in the final moments before they die, as if this is the ultimate performance.


With eyes closed I'm ready to face death.
The artist is prepared to die, despite the horrors they've seen and the fear they've felt.




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6The6Deathbanger6

has someone the lyrics of this amazing album?

Michail Nowak - Composer

Out of interest, are the first 15 seconds taken from a classical piece or similar? Sounds brilliant in this combination with black metal!

MORTIFICER

this band is fucking awesome

MentalWarFare

Hail The Legion!!!! \m/

King Stygian

Fucking amazing!

~MrBlueSky14~

fucking amazing band lml

onwardthroughinfernalgates

Does anyone by chance know where I can find a copy or download of tyrant - rise of the fallen? (pretty much this band, but they changed their name)

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