Aelia Eudoxia (died 6 October 404) was the Empress consort of the Byzantine Emperor Arcadius.
She was a daughter of Flavius Bauto, a Romanised Frank who served as magister militum in the Western Roman army during the 380s. The identity of her father is mentioned by Philostorgius. The fragmentary chronicle of John of Antioch, a 7th-century monk formerly identified with John of the Sedre, Syrian Orthodox Patriarch of Antioch considers Bauto to have also fathered Arbogast. The relation is not accepted by modern historians. The History of the Later Roman Empire from the Death of Theodosius I to the Death of Justinian (1923) by J. B. Bury and the historical study Theodosian Empresses. Women and Imperial Dominion in Late Antiquity (1982) by Kenneth Holum consider her mother to be Roman and Eudoxia to be a "semibarbara", half-barbarian. However the primary sources are silent on her maternal ancestry.
Aelia Eudoxia's father was last mentioned as Roman Consul with Arcadius in 385 and was already deceased by 388. According to Zosimus, Eudoxia started her life in Constantinople as a household member of Promotus, magister militum of the Eastern Roman Empire. She is presumed to have been orphaned at the time of her arrival Her entry into the household of Promotus may indicate a friendship of the two magisters or a political alliance.
So what’s the reason that you’ve never seen this take
another look inside your faith
Have you ever stopped to listen to the single words
that give strength
Have you ever seen a heartbreak like this or even then
really cared
What a vision that we’ve never seen impossible to fake
this
So why
Why does it bleed when you’ve taken all these words
around me
Now we cant repent this
So how
How can it be that the love inside that’s been created
is not enough to face this day
Now your blinded by the ones that tell you I can never
really be in place
We examined all the visions that can finally erase me
But you never stopped to ask just why you Couldn’t toss
away your foolish pride
Now we sit here with our empty souls just trying to
rebuild this
So why
Why does it bleed when you’ve taken all these words
around me
Now we can’t repent this
So how
How can it be that the love inside that’s been created
is not enough to face this day