Mytholore

Story

Rostam, revered across Persia for his unmatched strength and courage, faces a fate crueler than any battlefield. The song highlights Rostam’s rise to legend, his undying courage, and the tragic twist of his life. In the final moments of his journey, Rostam unknowingly battles his son, Sohrab, a hero in his own right, leading to a heartbreaking and fatal confrontation. This tragic tale unfolds with a poisoned spear and a final battle that ends with Rostam’s fall, leaving Persia to mourn the loss of its greatest hero.

The song’s narrative emphasizes the sorrow and complexity of Rostam’s story—the unbreakable thunder of his legacy echoing through the ages. The female voice telling the story adds depth, portraying Rostam’s strength but also the tragic cost of heroism, illustrating the idea that even the mightiest warriors must face the weight of their actions.

Lyrics

Eternal thunder

I heard the thunder, loud and clear,
The roar of a lion, nothing to fear.
He rode like fire, across the land,
With sword in hand and fate in command.
A hero born, from dust and flame,
Rostam’s name was etched in fame.
He battled beasts and kings alike,
His heart was pure, his soul a strike.

Through storm and war, through joy and tears,
The lion’s call would calm our fears.

Eternal thunder, across the skies,
Rostam’s legacy will never die.
Through blood and fire, through endless pain,
His spirit roars, again and again.

But shadows fell, a cruel disguise,
A tale of love, hidden from the skies.
His son, Sohrab, with fire in his eyes,
A warrior blind, a truth denied.
Unknowing blood, both father and son,
The battle fought, but never won.
A poisoned spear, a fatal blow,
The thunder fades, the winds now blow.

Through storm and war, through joy and tears,
The lion’s call would calm our fears.

Eternal thunder, across the skies,
Rostam’s legacy will never die.
Through blood and fire, through endless pain,
His spirit roars, again and again.

The lion falls, but still he stands,
A hero’s heart across the sands.
His name lives on, his soul takes flight,
Through endless dawn and endless night.
In every storm, in every thunder,
His spirit roars, a tale to remember.
Rostam’s legacy, forever true,
The lion’s heart forever in view.

Through storm and war, through joy and tears,
The lion’s call would calm our fears.

Eternal thunder, across the skies,
Rostam’s legacy will never die.
Through blood and fire, through endless pain,
His spirit roars, again and again.

In every storm, in every fight,
Rostam’s strength still lights the night.
Though his body falls, his spirit flies,
Eternal thunder in the skies.

Eternal thunder, across the skies,
Rostam’s legacy will never die.
Through blood and fire, through endless pain,
His spirit roars, again and again.