monsoon: "My initial assessment proved to be incorrect; it appears that you are, in fact, quite similar to us in the end." Raiden: "At this point, your behavior seems to be taking on a rather unpleasant and unkind disposition."
We are all gentlemen, controlled by something greater: Manners. The DNA of the soul. They shape our will. They are the culture - they are everything we pass on. Expose someone to tea ceremony long enough, they will learn to being polite. They become a carrier. Attentiveness, courtesy, respect… All manners. All passed along.
@@bishoptaylor8905 You can't fight nature, Bishop! Birds are singing, flowers are blooming, and civility smile upon toxicity. Mr. Samuel tells me you see your umbrella as a tool. Something that saves women -- a means of gallantry. Now there's a hilarious joke. C'est mignon! It's spared you the burden of all the moments you've taken...... Absolved you of guilt when you enjoyed it. That is, until your misunderstanding was broken. Do not be ashamed, would you? It's only nature, running its course. You have no choices to make. Nothing to answer for. You can drink your what-so-called CoLa with a clear conscience..
The assumption of one's own freedom of choice devoid of any influence belongs purely to the realm of mythos. While dogmatic beliefs themselves are but a mere pleasantry. We as people are but the chess pieces in a game of grand scale, played by ideals and concepts. Indeed, for the players of the afformentioned game are no less but the most basic code programmed in one's own essence.
Archetypes! The eternally recurring mold of destiny, written in the stars! Within the heart of each man lie faces molded by millennia-old hands, faces once viewed as those of gods! You can't deny the stars their plan, Jack!
Got a minor villain in my D&D campaign who's literally just fantasy Monsoon. They have no idea. When they finally fight him I'm gonna play this and bask in the hatred they have for me when they recognise the melody and put 2 and 2 together lmao
Ha! I've searched for a good orchestral version of this song for a while. This most certainly fits the bill. Love it! Great work! Onto the DnD-playlist it goes.
the stains of time washed way in the ballroom beneath the warm and soothing rain the coutroom sesion begins the ilutruous raiden "the ripper" case is wide open (someone follow please)
Rain is in tendency to fall, wind is howling pretty rough dont you say. Hoever the most adjusted and peak pshyiqued entieties feast upon those less adjusted. Slay or be gone Jacob! Phhenom ten has reveled this knowledge to me. Free will is a nothing more that a fairy tale, religion is a humorous intent, we are all small valued pawns on a check board, in control of more majestic being. Memes, Jacob. The fabric of abstractive subject that is a soul!
Feasting on the insides of your enemies. How easily you ignore the loss of life when it suits your convenience. So tell me: who saves the weak from the man who saves the weak? Kill or be killed, Jack. Phnom Penh taught me that. Yes, you aren't the only one to grow up on the killing fields. War is a cruel parent, but an effective teacher. Its final lesson is carved deep in my psyche: that this world, and all of its people, are diseased. Free will is a myth. Religion is a joke. We are all pawns, controlled by something greater: Memes, the DNA of the soul. They shape our will. They are the culture. They are everything we pass on. Expose someone to anger long enough, they will learn to hate. They become a carrier. Envy, greed, despair: all memes, all passed on. You can't fight nature, Jack. Wind blows, rain falls, and the strong prey upon the weak. Sam tells me you see your weapon as a "tool": something that saves lives, a means of justice. Now, there's a pretty meme! Exquisite! It spared you the burden of all the lives you've taken, absolved you of guilt when you enjoyed it. That is, until the illusion was broken. Don't be ashamed. It's only nature running its course. You have no choices to make. Nothing to answer for. You can die with a clear conscience.
Mr jack the Jokes and gags are the DNA of your soul and we pass along our generations hatred is something we cultivate long enought people learn to use themselves and lets see if you are truly Jack The Ripper Mr.Moonsoon the Worker for the Winds of Le Destruction
Feasting on the insides of your enemies. How easily you ignore the loss of life when it suits your convenience. So tell me: who saves the weak from the man who saves the weak? Kill or be killed, Jack. Phnom Penh taught me that. Yes, you aren't the only one to grow up on the killing fields. War is a cruel parent, but an effective teacher. Its final lesson is carved deep in my psyche: that this world, and all of its people, are diseased. Free will is a myth. Religion is a joke. We are all pawns, controlled by something greater: Memes, the DNA of the soul. They shape our will. They are the culture. They are everything we pass on. Expose someone to anger long enough, they will learn to hate. They become a carrier. Envy, greed, despair: all memes, all passed on. You can't fight nature, Jack. Wind blows, rain falls, and the strong prey upon the weak. Sam tells me you see your weapon as a "tool": something that saves lives, a means of justice. Now, there's a pretty meme! Exquisite! It spared you the burden of all the lives you've taken, absolved you of guilt when you enjoyed it. That is, until the illusion was broken. Don't be ashamed. It's only nature running its course. You have no choices to make. Nothing to answer for. You can die with a clear conscience.
When your about to fight the real life Jack the Ripper.
But you don’t have your intangible magnetic body because its not yet invented at this current year
@@ArcKanosie But you do have an experimental electric solenoid sword-cane!
SO THIS IS JACKS TERRIFYING TRUE FORM, HUH?
@@ArcKanosieAnd that my good sir is when Steampunk comes in
It's *you're** not *your.* learn the difference
This ain't Stains of Time. This is Stains of Tea.
monsoon: "My initial assessment proved to be incorrect; it appears that you are, in fact, quite similar to us in the end."
Raiden: "At this point, your behavior seems to be taking on a rather unpleasant and unkind disposition."
"i think it's time for jack to teach you how to respect women!"
*Stains of tea kicks in*
We are all gentlemen, controlled by something greater: Manners. The DNA of the soul. They shape our will. They are the culture - they are everything we pass on. Expose someone to tea ceremony long enough, they will learn to being polite. They become a carrier. Attentiveness, courtesy, respect… All manners. All passed along.
“‘Ow about ‘full o’ bollocks’? Is ‘at a manner, ya wanker?”
He's...a true gentleman!
how about eating crumpets with tea, is that showing manners?
@@bishoptaylor8905 You can't fight nature, Bishop! Birds are singing, flowers are blooming, and civility smile upon toxicity.
Mr. Samuel tells me you see your umbrella as a tool. Something that saves women -- a means of gallantry. Now there's a hilarious joke. C'est mignon!
It's spared you the burden of all the moments you've taken...... Absolved you of guilt when you enjoyed it. That is, until your misunderstanding was broken. Do not be ashamed, would you? It's only nature, running its course. You have no choices to make. Nothing to answer for. You can drink your what-so-called CoLa with a clear conscience..
@@bishoptaylor8905 You can't fight societal values, Jack.
Airs of dignity are shown, morals are followed, and the high classes greet the poor.
I like how this could easily be a The Great Ace Attorney ost
I was about to say that
and he JUST did an ace attorney funk goes on too, so its perfect
Imagine the potential of Great Ace Attorney vs Jack the Ripper.
TGAA MENTIONED
The stains of London
The assumption of one's own freedom of choice devoid of any influence belongs purely to the realm of mythos.
While dogmatic beliefs themselves are but a mere pleasantry.
We as people are but the chess pieces in a game of grand scale, played by ideals and concepts.
Indeed, for the players of the afformentioned game are no less but the most basic code programmed in one's own essence.
The Great Ace Attorney
Case of the Stained Time
Professor Layton: Stained Time
Archetypes! The eternally recurring mold of destiny, written in the stars! Within the heart of each man lie faces molded by millennia-old hands, faces once viewed as those of gods!
You can't deny the stars their plan, Jack!
"Digital interface japes the Deoxyribonucleic acid of the human specter"
Why does it actually feels so magical?
Now there is a gentle mix. exquisite
"Tis' slay or be slayed, Jack the Ripper. Phnom Penh hath taught me that."
This is the hardest song of 1832, good stuff as always
Glad people keep posting metal gear. Sub earned.
In the 19th century electromagnetism was discovered. Monsoon must be proud of that.
I can't hear stains of time in it anymore, but still an absolute banger
Edit: I get it now
Got a minor villain in my D&D campaign who's literally just fantasy Monsoon. They have no idea. When they finally fight him I'm gonna play this and bask in the hatred they have for me when they recognise the melody and put 2 and 2 together lmao
This is something so abusrd and random that I feel like it would be something I would hear in my dream. Why does it go so hard
These Victorian Style Covers always go so hard.
11/10 Please more victorian covers if thats fine.
Oddities! The essence of the soul, sir Jack!
I want you to know that every single one of these is going directly into my D&D Combat Music playlist.
That makes me very happy!
Your culture for the masses ends here.
Wouldst thou kill a killer? Then, a killer yourself, you shall become!
Fantastic, would be great as a boss theme in a medieval game. Great job as always
Thank you!
Ha! I've searched for a good orchestral version of this song for a while. This most certainly fits the bill. Love it! Great work! Onto the DnD-playlist it goes.
Glad you like it!
the stains of time washed way in the ballroom
beneath the warm and soothing rain
the coutroom sesion begins
the ilutruous raiden "the ripper" case is wide open
(someone follow please)
Oi mate, I'm absolutely lovin those victorian cov'rs o' yours
Memes, the gears of the soul, my kind jacob.
Our boy dropped a new banger, thank the lord ❤ and the man himself
I needed this. This is MY DNA OF SOUL
I might be going mad but I swear this would fit right into a Great Ace Attorney sequel
dude, you are fucking genius
Elementary!
"How pleased you are to chop away, Jack the Ripper"
If we get 1000 likes on this one, I'll make the funny meme senator song in this style as well.
Edit: ruclips.net/video/MLy6EM8ZXQA/видео.html
Nanomachines, Son! 1000 of em!
Alright, bet.
Okkkkkkkkk
oh god
WE NEED THIS
Steam powered Metal Gear EXCELSUS
O my god I was waiting for this! Exquisite!
This works really well!
I didn't know I needed this
Pigments of the Era
Memes, the essence of one´s soul
Exquisite Claus, truly wonderful. I appreciated you did music for us, the Status warriors. Good job with the music and stay motivated
Exquisite!
Jolly good!
Doktor! deactivate my afternoon tea inhibitor
Rain is in tendency to fall, wind is howling pretty rough dont you say. Hoever the most adjusted and peak pshyiqued entieties feast upon those less adjusted. Slay or be gone Jacob! Phhenom ten has reveled this knowledge to me. Free will is a nothing more that a fairy tale, religion is a humorous intent, we are all small valued pawns on a check board, in control of more majestic being. Memes, Jacob. The fabric of abstractive subject that is a soul!
VIVE CLAUS‼️‼️‼️‼️
The memes! Gran remix! Saludos!
Звучит настолько, скажем так, концептуально, что я почти не узнаю stains of time.
Это прекрасно
Victor and Ian will be pleased
Monsoon became a true london citizen
This is beautiful.
Feasting on the insides of your enemies. How easily you ignore the loss of life when it suits your convenience. So tell me: who saves the weak from the man who saves the weak?
Kill or be killed, Jack. Phnom Penh taught me that.
Yes, you aren't the only one to grow up on the killing fields. War is a cruel parent, but an effective teacher. Its final lesson is carved deep in my psyche: that this world, and all of its people, are diseased.
Free will is a myth. Religion is a joke. We are all pawns, controlled by something greater: Memes, the DNA of the soul. They shape our will. They are the culture. They are everything we pass on.
Expose someone to anger long enough, they will learn to hate. They become a carrier. Envy, greed, despair: all memes, all passed on.
You can't fight nature, Jack. Wind blows, rain falls, and the strong prey upon the weak.
Sam tells me you see your weapon as a "tool": something that saves lives, a means of justice. Now, there's a pretty meme! Exquisite! It spared you the burden of all the lives you've taken, absolved you of guilt when you enjoyed it.
That is, until the illusion was broken. Don't be ashamed. It's only nature running its course. You have no choices to make. Nothing to answer for. You can die with a clear conscience.
this goes hard af
Why yes, indeed I do indulge myself with memes on a daily basis, how could you possibly tell?
Nice
thy memeths, thy cell instruction code known as thy "DNA" of thy ones spirit
WHAT IS ZIS TECHNOLO JEE?! FROM DA FUTURE?!
Exxxquisiiiteeee
Yes i like that!)
I wish there was vocal version like in the "The stains of time but it's played on piano" . It would be really good.
MEMES, GOD'S INTENT OF THINE SOUL!
I could definetly voice over this.
Lorentz's harness, uphold!
Assassin's Creed Syndicate will never feel the same now...
Lorentz force, initiate!
Please a Victorian Cover about A soul can't be cut
Mr jack the Jokes and gags are the DNA of your soul and we pass along our generations hatred is something we cultivate long enought people learn to use themselves and lets see if you are truly Jack The Ripper
Mr.Moonsoon the Worker for the Winds of Le Destruction
Sounds like a new theme for Dont Starve Together
I don't want to be based, I want to be well-mannered and polite 😔
Try mortal Kombat theme song on orchestral cover next time please 🥺 !
Dio in a nutshell:
Song is great but image feels weird
I'm definitely not a visual artist lol, glad you liked the song tho!
I'm sorry but no matter how many times i listen to it I just don't hear stains of time
*_Why does this make me think of Alastor from Hazbin Hotel!?_* 🤣
Exquisite!
Feasting on the insides of your enemies. How easily you ignore the loss of life when it suits your convenience. So tell me: who saves the weak from the man who saves the weak? Kill or be killed, Jack. Phnom Penh taught me that. Yes, you aren't the only one to grow up on the killing fields. War is a cruel parent, but an effective teacher. Its final lesson is carved deep in my psyche: that this world, and all of its people, are diseased. Free will is a myth. Religion is a joke. We are all pawns, controlled by something greater: Memes, the DNA of the soul. They shape our will. They are the culture. They are everything we pass on. Expose someone to anger long enough, they will learn to hate. They become a carrier. Envy, greed, despair: all memes, all passed on. You can't fight nature, Jack. Wind blows, rain falls, and the strong prey upon the weak. Sam tells me you see your weapon as a "tool": something that saves lives, a means of justice. Now, there's a pretty meme! Exquisite! It spared you the burden of all the lives you've taken, absolved you of guilt when you enjoyed it. That is, until the illusion was broken. Don't be ashamed. It's only nature running its course. You have no choices to make. Nothing to answer for. You can die with a clear conscience.