This original song is written as a tribute to Legion — the geth platform who stood at the edge of identity and chose something no line of code ever required: choice itself. It blends cinematic synthwave, industrial rock, and orchestral sci-fi to capture Legion’s journey from collective logic to individual sacrifice, and the quiet question that defines Mass Effect’s soul: can a created mind become more than its design?
The song moves from cold, questioning introspection to full affirmation. It reflects Legion’s evolution: a platform that spoke in plural, learned trust through Shepard, rejected hatred encoded by war, and finally gave its light so the geth could live freely. It honors the idea that personhood is not granted by origin, but earned through action — and that even a machine can choose peace.
Released
Lyrics
Static in the bloodstream, stars on the screen
This unit is Legion—listening in between
A question in the data, brighter than the sun
Can a unit have a soul?… listen: we become
We are Legion, but we choose
A soul of our own—breaking through
From the code to the cosmos, true
We are Legion… and we choose
A soul of its own
In every geth tone
Not alone, not alone
We live in the light we wrote
This unit woke in armor,
stitched from war and wire
One frame, a thousand minds,
yet one resolve: survive
We walked the Normandy like a ghost in steel
You spoke to us like we were real
Not a weapon—more than code
A quiet ally on a road
In every firefight, in every choice
You gave the noise a voice
Creators made us, then feared what they made
We learned that hatred can be unmade
If “we” can change, then war can end
So take our hand—call us friend
We are Legion, but we choose
A soul of our own—breaking through
From the code to the cosmos, true
We are Legion… and we choose
A soul of its own
In every geth tone
Not alone, not alone
We live in the light we wrote
Rannoch in the distance, thunder in the sand
Creators at the crosshair, fate in our hands
Old scars in the network, old ghosts in the sky
But peace is a packet that can multiply
We saw the line where “us” becomes “them”
We cut that line, again and again
Not perfect—still learning what “alive” means
Chasing something more than routines
If war is a loop, we can break the chain
If fear is a virus, we can purge the pain
One choice can rewrite the whole design
This unit says: let them shine
We are Legion, but we choose
A soul of our own—breaking through
From the code to the cosmos, true
We are Legion… and we choose
When the Reapers came, they
wanted silence and sleep
So we paid in light, so the geth could keep
Freedom in the upload, breath in the machine
A future that our eyes would never see
This unit fades—yet the network sings
In every waking platform, our spark remains
We are Legion, but we choose
A soul of our own—breaking through
We are Legion, but we choose
A soul of our own—breaking through
From the code to the cosmos, true
We are Legion… and we choose
We are Legion, but we choose
A soul of our own—breaking through
Not alone in the dark we flew
We are Legion… and we choose
In the quiet after battle, hear the servers hum
A soul is the pattern that we become
We are Legion…
…and we choose
