Sanguis Et Gloria

[Intro]
Ash in the air
Iron on tongue
Crowd like a stormcloud
Calling your name
[Verse 1]
Sand sticks to your scars
Rust on the chain at your wrists
Marble gods stare down
Glass-cold and silent
You remember the fields
Grapes
Green hills
A doorway
Now only the gate swings open
And the sun becomes a blade
[Chorus]
Sanguis et gloria
Blood and glory cry
We rise
We fall
We burn
We fly (hey!)
For broken oaths
For shattered crowns
Sanguis et gloria
Name carved into stone
We fight
We fight
We fight
For freedom or a throne
[Verse 2]
Helmets like hammered skulls
Breath of the beast on your neck
Bronze masks
Hollow eyes
Waiting for you to begin
He lifts up his trident
You lift up your life in reply
Two shadows crossing the dust
Like vultures over a pyre
[Chorus]
Sanguis et gloria
Blood and glory cry
We rise
We fall
We burn
We fly (woah)
For broken oaths
For shattered crowns
Sanguis et gloria
Name carved into stone
We fight
We fight
We fight
For freedom or a throne
[Bridge]
Roma
Can you hear us?
Chains sing louder than your choirs
Roma
Will you fear us?
When the slaves become the fire (oh)
Step
Strike
Scream
Ascend
Every cut a covenant
If this is how it ends
Let the sky remember
[Chorus]
Sanguis et gloria
Blood and glory cry
We rise
We fall
We burn
We fly
For every son you turned to dust
Sanguis et gloria
Name carved into bone
We fight
We fight
We fight
Till death unlocks the throne

Dark ambient witch-house hybrid with male vocals; low droning strings, bowed cymbals, distant war-horns. Verses ride a slow, ritual drum pattern with choral whispers circling in the stereo field. Chorus opens into towering opera-style chants, layered Latin-inspired harmonies, and thunderous taiko toms. Sub-bass swells and distorted impacts underline each vocal phrase; reverb-drenched choirs and throat-singing textures create a haunted Roman arena atmosphere. Final chorus adds dissonant orchestral blasts and echoing tribal percussion for a cinematic climax., opera, orchestral, witch house, ambient, dark ambient