Видео

I never expected to find ender dragon theme that fits this well. Great job!

This is absolutely spectacular!!! Would love a version without the voice lines

❤❤❤❤

Finally! Hope ur doing well btw

While you're here, join the Discord! discord.gg/hbpdBN7CNq

somewhere in an alternate universe...(WARNING: REALLY FUCKING LONG) Title: attack of the dead men, and the final whispers of a fallen doctor. The GOC get strange reports from a small town of disappearances and sighting of a man in plauge doctor uniform. for a while the town went silent and they sent a team of physics dept. unit into the town. they wander for a while and turn a corner horrified. a group of people trying to repair a destroyed doctors office. they moved slowly and struggled to walk like elderly men. but they looked disfigured, Their flesh dissolving while they stand on their feet, Their eyes dissolving in their sockets, And their were tongues dissolving in their mouths. a man walked up to a window and glared at them. at first he was confused but didnt seem worried. but then one of the team members tried to run. and thus he shouted "Oh dear! that man has gone sick with the pestilence! seize them before our town falls again!" the decayed men rushed towards the person running, they moved from the speed of a snail to that of a olympic runner. the other soldiers panicked and fired at the creatures once men, the running man stoped and fired aswell. slowly making his back to group while fighting the recoil of his rifle. but was grabbed from behind and quickly fell. the doctor tried dragging him into one of the buildings but one of the other soldiers noticed and fired upon him. he fell with a short scream and tried regaining his composure while coughing blood. then sat by the wall of what once was a apartment but now a mausoleum. the decayed men stoped and stood near perfectly still, but then started to shiver. "no...dont tell me...dear god i cant believe it i..." the soldiers gathered around him concerned. the dead slowly gathered around them aswell. careful not to startle the soldiers. the doctor whispered to himself. "h-has it won?" then looked up them. "dearest sick men, im sorry i couldn't help as i should have." one of soldiers tried to interrupt him but was stopped by his captain. "tell your wives, tell your children, your brothers in arms, your friends, everyone these words. i am sorry dearest humanity...i have failed you all. now all you can do is die, or pray..." the doctor coughed and fell to his side. he was dead. the soldiers turned to the people recovered from the plauge. they didnt look mindless and angry as they did before. they were horrified. one of the decayed men screamed in horror, then another, then almost all. they ran like hell. the soldiers remembering the mission fired upon some of them as the cured dived behind anything they could in hopes of losing them. a while of shooting later the soldiers cornered a three of them in a office building. the decayed wimpered and braced but before they could fire upon them. one tore their one throat out with their bare hands. another grabbed its chest and died of a heart attack. the soldiers lower their rifles in shock. and the final one took a lighter from his shirt pocket and lit himself ablaze and charged at one of the soldiers still stunned as to whats happening. he burned alive and one of the other soldiers shot the burning, rotting, man. the other burned to death before the soldiers could put him out. the body lit the building on fire.they left in a hurry, all the decayed men left started jumping into the fire except one. a woman in a wedding dress. that last one had placed a bundle of flowers in the fallen doctors lap. then leaned on the side the apartment facing towards the building. one arm covering her face. then cried. "none of us ever felt the same after that." -The Captain

Is normal day in Ohio music

The visuals giving me the feeling of a mechanic flesh prison..

5:28 CHILLS. Pulls the whole remix together. Would love to hear a remix like this with polumnia omnia 👀❤️

They are so adorable and cute 🥰

1st one really went "nah that's her thing"

Use Dawn Dish soap mixed with water.

bro was screaming hard

POV: You spawn The Wither in bedrock edition

Just found out that the channel that chaos insurgents raid banger also made this banger, and many other banger I listen to! Keep up the good work

Bro where the fuck are you

join the discord, link on the channel

Hell yeah,grass child 😭😭 Btw. Love your humor!

Finally! A boss theme that isn't just intense metal to make is sound cool. This is what I need for when my dnd party fights the wither

you should make a resource pack with all your minecraft music, that'd be awesome

sleeping opossum

spoider

when you download the wither storm on your friend's world

suspense

Fnaf 10

твои треки имба, иду на сво под них

A party entered the room welcome by somehow wierd temperature that some times goes really hot and suddenly drop to freezing cold, in distance a human like creature slowly approaching the, as the creature get close the temperature arise, the party stand their guard prepare to facing the creature, the creature casting some type of fire magic they never seen, an ancient magic more powerful than even the highest fire magic history known, the party struggling try to match the creature power, but even with all their power combine, they still unmatched, but then a strange thing happen, the temperature in the room suddenly drop, ice forming near and in the creature body, change it attack pattern from agresive fire casting magic, to defensive style ice magic, but the magic seem odd, the creature using fire magic with precision and high accuracy, yet the ice magic attack seem random, after a few times the creature switching from fire to ice, one of the party member realize that the ice magic are not from the creature, the ice repressing the creature fire, the creature seem has no control to ice barrier that form as a shield for the creature the creature even seem try to melt the ice that from around and on it's body, knowing this information the party has had a plan to defeat the creature, once the creature entering the ice phase all the party member using all the had to enchant the ice magic, potion, spell, item and anything in hope the ice will sealed the creature, the creature also try the best it can to burn it self to melt the ice, it's fire shine bright but even with all it's effort the ice overpowering it and finally the creature has been defeated, the party finally could relief after long battle, looting the room and the leave the dungeon, as for the creature now is sealed in white crystal ice once more, but how long it slumber will last till the ice are once more melt away. That what an idea I got while listening this

Genuinely the best interpretation of the theme I've heard ever, perfectly encapsulates the elegance yet sheer power and divinity Raiden has in every step she takes. Amazing work 🙏

this sounds awesome! how in the world

GANZIR BROKE BEFORE WE DID

minos prime if he was in elden ring

0:37 *Intense Pressure on the Serpents hand*

Мне больше всего нравится переработка музыки (Gabriel) и эта!

Bro I left this on and I legit thought it was some sort of professional game developer OST. Its awesome.

Dr Breen? I thought I’d heard the last of him in city seventeen!

I've love smoking Marlboro, it's my favorite thing. Every morning I wake up, light up a red on the back porch and chop a line. Rip it, rip the red, and pour a finger of bourbon and take a good sip. Then I sit and enjoy the red, watching it burn down as the sun finishes coming up, burning its way into our atmosphere, incinerating the black sky blue. It's a beautiful ritual. Then, I basically do whatever I want. My reds always smoke down past the filter, they don't give up, and when they do go out, they go out hard. It reflects the owner. Sometime later in the day, I have to make a call to my friend who is flying into town later in the week. I have just finished a similar ritual to when I wake up, except it is now time for my red. I put my phone on speaker, set it on the table on the porch, and light up a red. My yellow stained fingers look at home with the black lettering printed "MARLBORO" around the base of the filter between my fingers. Buddy answers the phone, and we talk for about 35 minutes before he has to go. I finish my 2nd cigarette, and press my left hand index finger tip into the glowing ember of the still burning cig, to extinguish it with my guitar playing callus. Then I look into my next door neighbors yard where he is cutting the lawn on his riding mower. I pretend to be admiring the clouds, but when he makes his next stripe pass on his lawn and his back is turned to me, I flick my Marlboro butt into his yard, finish my bourbon, and throw my whiskey glass into his yard too. Then I casually get into my truck. As I drive down the street, one of my favorite song comes on the radio, as soon as I turn onto the road. It's Overkill by Motorhead. Somehow, it is now about 7:30 PM, and the sky is turning into a gradient of blue->orange->pink-> purple, with dark Grey clouds scattered amongst the watercolor-esque hues. This phenomena is one of my favorite parts of being alive. I take a deep breathe of fresh air and feel the euphoria of life hit me in the gut like a gravel train full of bricks duct taped and zip tied to a ballistic missile slamming into the concrete at Mach 11. Or maybe that was just the whiskey and ice that I put in my nose earlier. No, I decide, it was just me. On the way home, I stop and pick up another bottle of bourbon. The girl I have at my house today is hungry, and I am hungry in theory too, so I stop to pick up the Chinese food I ordered 25 minutes ago. The restaurant is an ornate building set back from the road about 1/4 mile, with an overgrowth of trees blocking the view of the restaurant from the road. This makes the experience of driving into the cracked asphalt parking lot seem more like entering the clearing of a jungle, to a mysterious, elegant palace, than pulling into the place where I drank way too much Sake after I turned 21 and fell asleep in the woodchips next to a relic 67 Camaro SS after my friends girlfriends birthday party. Or maybe that's just the whiskey. Once I'm home eating the food, it becomes apparent just how decadent my life has become. I have eaten 3/4 of this rich, high end chinese-american meal, sitting across from my girlfriend of the day, who happens to have thick, straight dirty blonde hair, a tight body, and a vertical driver's license. It's about 9:00, and just about dark. She falls asleep on the couch, which has just seen things that the internet only wishes it had the pleasure of viewing. I decide to go for a drive, since my companion has fallen into the depth of a Chinese food coma, and rightfully so, I am hoping she enjoys her blissful rest. One of my best friends calls me and asks if I want to come hang out for a while. It's always the same thing with him, we sit on his driveway, smoke joints that resemble .50 caliber anti material ammunition, and cause his neighbors to flick their lights on when we wake them up with our laughter. And I love it. I realize it's no time to be wired, as I do need to sleep that night, since I have a massively critical meeting the next day, so I reach into my hiding spot, and gather 1 red seconal, and 3 Valium. I reminisce in my head about how it got to be this way, quickly coming to the conclusion that, I am not sure, but I am sure glad that it did. As I feel my body shiver with euphoric relaxation, and blissful energy overtakes my soul, I think of the girl I really miss, the last one I allowed myself to have feelings for, that I haven't seen In a few years, as she took her journey in one direction, and I took mine in several others. I smile at the memories. Just then one of my other favorite songs, a cover of Bob Seger's Turn the Page by Metallica comes on, and I feel a lump of euphoria once again hit me square in the stomach like an anvil being propelled out of the navy's rail gun at 25,000 feet per second. Except this time, once I hear the song, it spreads throughout my body, like an exquisite delicacy of blissful mercury flowing through my veins. As I pull around the overgrown corner on the last bend of my friends street, littered with luxury homes, that all happen to have a very similar design, almost like the developers did not try very hard at all to hide their greed, but nonetheless, a very nice neighborhood, I come into view of my best friend standing in his driveway. And look who happens to be next to him, my other best friend. Both of them are smiling and I am now giddy like a child who just got permission to drink the other half of a 2 liter of mountain dew and play Grand theft auto for the first time. I haven't seen either of them in what seems like forever, as this last year has been a whirlwind of failing, succeeding, but mostly not giving up and not giving An inch. And, today, it seems like it has all been worth it. I put out my Marlboro on my finger again before I jump out of the truck, shake their hands, and my friend hands me the joint they're smoking. Welcome home.

Keep up the fight, man!👊 And yeah, I keep your albums in my favourites on Spotify. Somehow, I still manage to play them, although Spptify left Russia long ago.

this is peak content

👍

Hey man! Don't give up! Life may be hard on you, but remember the people that love you the most. Love that tie and sunglasses, and try to cut down on those smokes! Remember, whether you have subscribers or not, Jesus loves you!

Cinematic Orchestration : Minos, King of Lust

I did not expect this.