I asked AI to generate a song of the ‘Armaros’, one of the fallen angels.
The AI called ‘Suno’ can generate songs from text.
Generating lyrics
I asked ChatGPT ‘Please write lyrics about ‘Armaros,’ one of the fallen angels, as the theme.’
The result is below.
[Verse 1]
I learned the words before the fall,
The hidden cracks behind it all.
Every promise, every seal—
I knew which truths were made to peel.They sang of order, clean and whole,
But I read fractures in the soul.
Where others built eternal flame,
I learned the art to undo the name.[Pre-Chorus]
A blessing binds, a curse obeys,
Both are born in borrowed ways.
To know how spells are tightly drawn
Is to know how they come undone.[Chorus]
I am Armaros — breaker of design,
I unthread fate one line at a time.
What gods have sealed, I dare unmake,
I teach the truth they fear to break.
No magic stands, no vow is same—
Once you learn how to undo the name.[Verse 2]
I taught the tongue to bend the air,
To charm the wound, to dress despair.
But deeper still, I showed the key—
How every lock longs to be free.The Watchers fell for love and fire,
I fell for endings — sharp, entire.
For knowing how the world unravels
Is power no heaven travels.[Pre-Chorus]
They feared the silence after spells,
The hollow ring when magic fails.
So they cast me from the sacred flame—
For I knew how to end the game.[Chorus]
I am Armaros — breaker of design,
I unwind fate one thread at a time.
No curse eternal, no blessing pure,
I teach the wound that can be cured.
No magic stands, no vow is same—
Once you learn how to undo the name.[Bridge]
Say the word that ends the war,
Say the charm they hid before.
Every lie has one last breath,
Every spell remembers death.I am not ruin, I am not theft—
I am the choice of what is left.
Between the spell and empty flame,
I stand where endings take their name.[Final Chorus]
I am Armaros — fallen, aware,
The quiet truth beneath each prayer.
Between the curse and shattered frame,
I offer hands to end the pain.
Fear not the silence after flame—
That’s where you learn who spoke your name.[Outro]
When symbols fade and circles break,
And even gods must risk mistake—
Remember this, when all seems lost:
Every spell was made to stop.
Style of music
ChatGPT told me recommended style of music when it generated lyrics.
Dark Ethereal Rock,Occult Ballad
Generating a song
Finally, I asked Suno to generate a song using above lyrics and style of music.
