Roma Aeterna (Epic Power Metal)

In the name of glory that burns brighter than any sun, and with a loyalty forged in the fires of hardship, the Roman warriors raise their voices in a thunderous oath: "To the stars, through trials we ascend! Eternal Rome!" Their legion, a storm of unwavering purpose, promises victory fueled by the very lightning of the heavens. High above, the iron eagle, a glint of unyielding power, soars on the wings of their destiny. Strength courses not just through their steely weapons, but through the unbreakable spirit that binds them, a flame hotter than any forge.
The city walls, etched with the memories of their ancestors, stand resolute, a guardian against any encroaching darkness. Their path is a tapestry woven with the threads of past glories, each sacrifice a precious thread strengthening their resolve. Caesar, touched by the hand of the divine, brings peace and justice, his rule a beacon in the storm. The legions, instruments of this celestial will, rise with a roar, their victory a preordained symphony.
But their loyalty transcends the earthly realm. They pledge themselves not just to an emperor, but to an eternal king, a being of unparalleled glory and dominion stretching beyond the veil of the heavens. Rome, in their hearts, is more than a city; it's a living flame, fueled by the unyielding spirit of its people, an ember that will forever burn bright. Though empires may crumble and the world may turn on a capricious axis, Rome's legacy, etched in the stars, will forever echo in the halls of eternity.
A glimpse into the soul of a warrior reveals not just a relentless machine of war, but a man driven by dreams that dance with the constellations. The wind carries the scent of iron and victory, a relentless pursuit etched in the lines of his determined face. The celestial flame, a beacon within his heart, guides him on his path. Chosen by the stars, his destiny is intertwined with the cosmos, his every step an echo of a prophecy whispered on the celestial breeze.
Their code is etched not in cold logic, but in the burning embers of unwavering virtue and a devotion to honor that surpasses any earthly treasure. The whispers of their ancestors, carried on the wind, urge them forward, a chorus of voices from a glorious past. Within, their hearts resonate with the music of unity, a symphony of purpose played on the strings of their unwavering spirit.
In the heart of Rome, within the sacred temple, burns the eternal flame of truth, a guiding light for their actions. Their right to rule is not a fleeting decree, but a pact forged in the fires of the divine. They fight not just against flesh and blood, but against the very threads of fate itself, determined to carve their own destiny and secure the everlasting glory of their empire.
Music made with the help of Udio
Themes, characters, stories, sound edits, remixes and composition are mine and not AI generated.