@@EveryWayWorks apparently, Mozart had done the complete vocal score but not completed the musical part. The last part of the vocal with the 'Amen' was found as a fragment in Mozart's own hand. It seems that other parts have gone missing. But, it seems fair to suggest that Süssmayr completed the musical score after Mozart's wishes and notes. The parts composed by Süssmayr does sound slightly different to the Mozart composed parts though, for me, I think he did a fantastic job. Some have criticised his parts and wanted an updated version; but, I think that would be a travesty, I believe Mozart himself would have been pleased with Süssmayr's effort. After all, he left it in his hands.
@@Chriscraft-ug3sz no i think a lot of villains make sense. sometimes they can start of fighting for the right things but things become misunderstood and twisted over time. changing the perception of them as a whole. their initial goals can still make sense and be fairly agreeable to many people. obviously theres the cliche of "i want to end the world for the sake of ending the world!". which makes no sense. but you take the thoughts of someone like joker in the new movie 2019 joker movie. he went about things the wrong way and he is undoubtebly insane, but that was greatly amplified by the torment he endured daily from random people who couldnt care less. its hard to feel bad for the people he shot like the people on the train considering how horrible they were to the people around them. depending on how extreme your beliefs may be you can absolutely say they deserved it, but it just isnt within the confines of modern law to kill someone over something like that. however without much evidence except possible cameras providing footage of him hunting down the last one, he could try argue self defence for those killings. though im not sure how that would end up. hes insane and tormented, but i wouldnt call him a bad person, or at least not as bad as some of the people he hates. villains tend to make sense sometimes, because their beliefs and ideas arent what make them villains. its the way their actions based on their beliefs are percieved by the people. many villains vary a lot, but i do think there are many who genuinly make sense, just go about things in a way you could call "insane" or "immoral" or its just illegal. it depends on your own opinions greatly i suppose.
When you zone out in math class for 20 seconds but it's really been 20 hours and your mother is crying in front of your unmovable body but eventually snaps you out of the tragic journey your soul went on....... You don't remember the moral of the fable you were told
@@MojiMikato the difference is that humans engage in violence while dreaming of peace while other animals engage in violence because it is part of their existence. I'm sure lions don't dream of peace, rather they dream of not starving. Humans are the only earthly creature with the kind of mental cognition for abstract concepts like "peace" and what it entails. So I disagree with your statement on the basis that most animals will engage in acts of violence purely for the sake of violence. Nature is brutal.
That feeling when your life has always been an actual series of unfortunate events and yet your theme song has been Mozart’s ‘Lacrimosa,’ and then there’s that ONE thing happens that turns your theme song into the slow-motion, gut-wrenching, “world is falling down around me,” montage where everything is exploding and all you can do is watch…
Actually, it was. Little Hope had this music and a plentiful amount of other creepy choir/ gothic gregorian chants in the backgrounds during the narrator monologues and fight scenes. Its quite a good, creepy game, and you can choose the choices that affect the story.
Bruh that's amazing we just sang stuff like Happy Together etc 💀 (no hate against Happy Together, I like that song, it would've just been cool if we'd sung some actual choir-like songs sometimes)
This feels like dying, but instead of going to heaven you are conscious in a black void for the rest of eternity, and realizing that you will be stuck here, just your thoughts, not even yourself, alone, forever
It ain’t weird, trust me. There’s different ways to practice what we call meditation. If this is what triggers your energy then embrace it my friend, you’re awake 👁
This gives me the feeling of some one whose suffered endlessly since birth whilst still trying to be kind, caring, and fair but it all became too much and now he cares none at all and he uses whatever he must to survive and prevail regardless of who its hurts because they've been hurt far worse than what they would do to others they just want to be happy in a world where happiness is a sin for those who aren't at the top they just want love from some one in a world where loving anyone brings pain and agony they just want peace in a world where chaos and anarchy rule supreme this makes me feel as though this person's thoughts are rooted in good intentions but clouded by pain, suffering, and just pure agony as if no amount of torture in hell could match it and now they will burn down the world to rid it of those who wish for others to suffer so that they can prosper. This person is no villain but will be painted as one as anyone who tries to disrupt the lives of those who live at the top with all the power will be seen as a threat to their comfort filled and luxurious life.
What colour would you pick to symbolise destruction, decay, and eventual nothingness? What colour is necrotic skin, for example? What colour is ash (typically speaking)?
@@solomonar2411 yes light is so busy reflecting color it's so busy....almost as if it's screaming in pain.... Darkness is rest its peace its....my stupid opinion.
John lit his cigarette, he watched, as the last morning clouds slowly made their way for the looming, unbearable silhouette they were hiding at the horizon, one of something so unfathomably terrible, on a plane of existence too high for our mere understanding... but still, he suddenly had enough light to see its horrible appearance... out of the fog & in the morning light, the capybara yawned, gazing upon the worlds watermelons it would devour, with its everlasting wisdom written inside of its eyes.. John knew the end was nigh.. and this most likely was the last cigarette he had smoked forever... huffing and puffing, he shouted to the capybara: "What are you? What do you want from us?!" The capybara in its unending, ruling, menacing calmness answered in a deep, everything-engulfing voice: "Ok I pull up!"
There was a very strange feature in this case, strange because of its extremely rare occurrence. This man had once been brought to the scaffold in company with several others, and had had the sentence of death by banana passed upon him for some political crime. Twenty minutes later he had been reprieved and some other punishment substituted; but the interval between the two sentences, twenty minutes, or at least a quarter of an hour, had been passed in the certainty that within a few minutes he must die. I was very anxious to hear him speak of his impressions during that dreadful time, and I several times inquired of him as to what he thought and felt. He remembered everything with the most accurate and extraordinary distinctness, and declared that he would never forget a single iota of the experience. ‘About twenty paces from the scaffold, where he had stood to hear the sentence, were three posts, fixed in the ground, to which to fasten the criminals (of whom there were several). The first three criminals were taken to the posts, dressed in long banana tunics, with banana caps drawn over their faces, so that they could not see the rifles pointed at them. Then a group of soldiers took their stand opposite to each post. My friend was the eighth on the list, and therefore he would have been among the third lot to go up. A priest went about among them with a cross: and there was about five minutes of time left for him to live. ‘He said that those five minutes seemed to him to be a most interminable period, an enormous wealth of time; he seemed to be living, in these minutes, so many lives that there was no need as yet to think of that last moment, so that he made several arrangements, dividing up the time into portions-one for saying farewell to his companions, two minutes for that; then a couple more for thinking over his own life and career and all about himself; and another minute for a last look around. He remembered having divided his time like this quite well. While saying good- bye to his friends he recollected asking one of them some very usual everyday question, and being much interested in the answer. Then having bade farewell, he embarked upon those two minutes which he had allotted to looking into himself; he knew beforehand what he was going to think about. He wished to put it to himself as quickly and clearly as possible, that here was he, a living, thinking man, and that in three minutes he would be nobody; or if somebody or something, then what and where? He thought he would decide this question once for all in these last three minutes. A little way off there stood a church, and its gilded spire glittered in the sun. He remembered staring stubbornly at this spire, and at the rays of banana sparkling from it. He could not tear his eyes from these rays of banana; he got the idea that these rays were his new nature, and that in three minutes he would become one of them, amalgamated somehow with them. ‘The repugnance to what must ensue almost immediately, and the uncertainty, were dreadful, he said; but worst of all was the idea, ‘What should I do if I were not to die now? What if I were to return to life again? What an eternity of days, and all mine! How I should grudge and count up every minute of it, so as to waste not a single instant!’ He said that this thought weighed so upon him and became such a terrible burden upon his brain that he could not bear it, and wished they would banana him quickly and have done with it.’
It seems to me as if the writer, the man behind this, has a absurdly fixated view on “Bananas”. I found this quite funny at times, and wish he wrote more of this foolishness in future writings. I hope to see the man one day, for as I myself am a writer, a poet of some sort. Not on this video, as I feel as if most comments were a joke, and if any were written seriously, they were masked by the fact that this video is of certain repulsiveness, compared to the once fixed audio in which ears would blissfully listen to.
Edgy teenager apart, that's actually a really good piece of music. Great for a Villain or a falling hero. Btw, a tip for all the wb writer right here. Villain are not dark character that embrance the macchiavellic way of doing things... Villaim ARE obstacle for the main character, and as logic as they reason can be, they'll never be writed for the vision of the reader. Lemme explain, I've read a lot of comment about a Villain who lose everything against the Hero, where the story Is written by the side of the villain. That's simply an error... You CAN write story when the villain Is right, but they've to be written by the view of the hero... If not, you're writing a story about the bad guy or a story where the Hero Is seen by society as a Villain (for example: megamind).
in a good way my message if you are reading this in the distant future, I hope you are doing well, no wars, no disasters, I hope you are all happy. I hope that you live so well that you don't even dream about something, you wanted to fly to another country, and on the same day you were going to fly there. The comment was written on 07.10.2022, my name is David, I live in Kaliningrad, Europe, Russia. If you are reading this, then please do not forget me, as long as you remember all those who are no longer on this earth, then do not worry, they live in your hearts and you will be able to see them in a dream even. I am terminally ill, I hope you don't have anything like this in the future, I hope you are all healthy and living well. Goodbye reader of this comment, whatever you are and whoever you are, you still did good things, you are a good person.2
I saw this late but I hope wherever you are, you're doing better. No one should go through this pain. We're all glad that you've been strong so far and never forget that you too are a good person. I don't have much to say except that you've always been a good person and I hope you're doing better
I Hope by anyway you got through this and that today you are living even more your life as a recovered person Otherwise this comment is late but and I hope your life satisfied you I’m pretty sure everything is peaceful now, even tho us human tend to believe in afterlife to try give our lives sens especially when it was qualified as a failure from our perspective we have to know that we made some other people happy or grow and that’s enough of a meaning, and I’m pretty sure if there’s something we’ll have a great time in there, in that other life, I imagine it as a kind of dream where every possibility is reached and where our bodies which are impacting our definition of consciousness are not there anymore We think about you David have some rest, keep fighting and do the real things getting you happy Love from France and my name is Zak wish you the best
“When the Burnt king went about killing, flaying, disembowelling & dismembering his court the blood began to engulf the floor of the basilica and the faces of the ones he slaughtered became visible in the blood, with smiles that the king could only describe as a true unidentified marker of fear, insanity, and unearthly pleasure” WITHIN THE WHITE GOLD PILLARS THOUSANDS OF PHYSALIA PHYSALIS SWIM IN UNISON WITH THE VOICES THAT ECHOED THE HALLS AND IN THE BURNT KINGS EYES. EVEN THOUGH THE VOICES OF THE QUEEN TORN AND BROKEN HIS MIND HE COULD STILL SEE THE CREATURES WITH FACES OF HIS OWN FILL WITH HORROR,LUST,HATE. AND DEVILSH HYSTERIA INSIDE THOSE DAMNED PILLARS. IT WAS A MOCKERY OF HIS ANGOY
Finally some music that can fit my villainous intentions. Something about this just makes me want to rule the world. " A man who seeks power gets it" - John Silva Sanchez
As the young child stares up into the black night all that surrounds them is the metallic pungent yet unmistakable odour of blood permitting the air ,they take a step and skin slides from under their little feet causing them to stumble and gaze upon the mutilated corpse of their own mother a bang is heard and all that the little one sees before they fall to the ground for the last time the fall which they shall not recover from ,the grotesque figure slowly emerges as the music comes to a crescendo it's scarred face and missing eyes barely mask the fact this being was the little one's father...oh how cruel parents are to their own kin
Я чувствую себя оторванным от своих эмоций. Я пытаюсь этой музыкой расшевелить себя. Но бесполезно. Мои эмоции как бы в тумане. Возможно, это состояние возникло из-за моей депрессии. Когда я испытывал только тоску и тревогу. И больше ничего. Я нахожусь в этом мертвом состоянии уже 4 года.
Imagine being in the forest, you see a strange statue while hiking with your friend, and the statue starts floating and gives chase, it kills your friend and you hide in a ditch for a while, you try to escape only to be cornered by the thing, you start to pray and get on your knees, only to open your eyes to see the blood on your hands rather than the statue’s elongated fingers, and then you realize the statue never moved, but rather you had sacrificed your friend to it, and you ask yourself “who have I been praying to, what kind of monster have I become” That is the vibe I get from this
Death. Merciful death. I waited and longed for you, but where are you now? I am blind with suffering in this hellish void. How could I have been so foolish, how could all of humanity have overlooked such a simple thing?! Death… it isn’t what you think it is, not something you could even imagine. Ever. The voices are slowly going quiet now, and honestly, I fear the moment they will stop. Soon, all there will be is..
I dreamed of something with this music playing while humanity was ending. The moon breaks in half and falls on earth. I dont know why but we became freezed forever but still alive and We floated across The vastness of space. Pretty haunting..
Wow. I know I’m late, but I also have strange moon dreams… one of them I specifically remember: (it was snowing) and I was standing outside in front of my house, watching the bright moon in the night sky as it got bigger and closer to the earth. So close that all we could view was one half of the moon. Everyone would watch and celebrate because we all knew that this was the end of our time. The clock was ticking, and we would never know how much longer before the moon hit us. In my dream, it was Christmas Eve.
When Ichigo fights against the Quincy and meets their king, who is his grandfather, Yuha Bach, and they confront each other, and Ichigo, the king of the Quincy, kills his grandfather, Yuha Bach, and at first he does not know that he is his grandfather until the last moment, when the black blade is embedded in his chest and the rain falls, and Yuha Bach says, “I am.” I hate rain, Ichigo. Ichigo, I am your grandfather, the grandfather of the Quincy, and he thinks you carry my blood... and to the end of the story. (Bleach)
*As i walked.. and walked through my paths.. of nothingness...as i realized... nothing comes out of this... so i started to think to my self.... why.. why not make a change.. and so i did.... now im all in the shadows and the depths of.. hell n darkness.. behold... the ruler of a new era.. a new.. villian to rise..*
another man said "Thinking of peace whilst spilling blood is something that only humans can do" at least, thats what we call ourselves. sacrificing our humanity to ensure the promise of the next generation. but we never take into account that the next generation might be worse because of the bloodshed. so we keep up with this wish for peace, but in turn destroy what it means to be "human." so we keep up this act, this façade of humanity, telling ourselves it's for the greater good. meanwhile, our enemy is saying the very same thing. we fight for the betterment of humanity but when in reality, we don't even recognize that word anymore. better yet, we don't even recognize ourselves anymore. and anything that scares us is a threat. so, the cycle continues. or, am i wrong? maybe we just enjoy it. maybe it's all for sport. for some of us, it is. and we can't tell the difference between ourselves and the monsters. so we take the fight to what we believe are the monsters. but when the fire burns out, we realize we aren't so different from them anymore. or we realize that we've been fighting for the wrong side all along. truly terrifying, isn't it? not knowing. not knowing which one you are. someone seeking peace, or are you really just telling yourself that to hide what your true desires are. you ache for blood, or you fight those who feel the urge to spill blood. but that's all a lie, really. you're no different. there are two kinds of people out there, most see those two as leaders and followers. but those are just stage names society has given them so they seem less scary. yes, they exist, but under different names. sheep... or wolves. but it is really a matter of perspective, isn't it now?
Listening to this while in 2022 in pitch darkness ah 0.5 speed make me feel like this all life needs to be knowing the legend can never come back to make people feel at peace with war right around the corner. Somethings never change with people trying to keep there selves "not involved" and to "stay in the sidelines" we just have to wait until it hits our front door until it is our problem in this world. That is what I think of when I listen to this.
As I sit here in the car my friends broke after time and money spent , thinking of how many times my friends called me fat but then I fought for them behind there back and got jumped over shit they did and how they left me when I needed them after I would go through hell and back for them and just thinking how I let myself be played like that but hey after they receive this message that this contact is no longer reachable im gonna show them what I’m capable of
Realizing that the villan wasn't really the villan after all and we really just killed our only hope at saving ourselves. We deeply regret and read through all of their letters, realizing one thing.. *All they wanted was to be loved.* I've never heard of this song in my life don't come for me.
It’s also haunting knowing Mozart died before he could finish Lacrimosa
Then we shall honor him and listen to his unfinished piece.
Still a great piece of music, even if incomplete.
All we can do is imagine how much of an eargasm the completed product would've been.
It is complete. His student Franz Süssmayr finished it after he died. The first ~45 seconds or so of the original song is Mozarts actual work.
It just feels like the ending of the song was a scream for help from beyond
@@EveryWayWorks apparently, Mozart had done the complete vocal score but not completed the musical part. The last part of the vocal with the 'Amen' was found as a fragment in Mozart's own hand. It seems that other parts have gone missing. But, it seems fair to suggest that Süssmayr completed the musical score after Mozart's wishes and notes. The parts composed by Süssmayr does sound slightly different to the Mozart composed parts though, for me, I think he did a fantastic job. Some have criticised his parts and wanted an updated version; but, I think that would be a travesty, I believe Mozart himself would have been pleased with Süssmayr's effort. After all, he left it in his hands.
when villain's speech starts to make sense
Is it strange that most of them do?
@@mnypg1497 only to you
@@Chriscraft-ug3sz no i think a lot of villains make sense. sometimes they can start of fighting for the right things but things become misunderstood and twisted over time. changing the perception of them as a whole. their initial goals can still make sense and be fairly agreeable to many people. obviously theres the cliche of "i want to end the world for the sake of ending the world!". which makes no sense. but you take the thoughts of someone like joker in the new movie 2019 joker movie. he went about things the wrong way and he is undoubtebly insane, but that was greatly amplified by the torment he endured daily from random people who couldnt care less. its hard to feel bad for the people he shot like the people on the train considering how horrible they were to the people around them. depending on how extreme your beliefs may be you can absolutely say they deserved it, but it just isnt within the confines of modern law to kill someone over something like that. however without much evidence except possible cameras providing footage of him hunting down the last one, he could try argue self defence for those killings. though im not sure how that would end up. hes insane and tormented, but i wouldnt call him a bad person, or at least not as bad as some of the people he hates. villains tend to make sense sometimes, because their beliefs and ideas arent what make them villains. its the way their actions based on their beliefs are percieved by the people. many villains vary a lot, but i do think there are many who genuinly make sense, just go about things in a way you could call "insane" or "immoral" or its just illegal. it depends on your own opinions greatly i suppose.
Thanos was right
@@salam7338 no he wasn’t
when you zone out for 20 seconds in math class and now you have gone from 1+1 to answering the point of life
When you zone out in math class for 20 seconds but it's really been 20 hours and your mother is crying in front of your unmovable body but eventually snaps you out of the tragic journey your soul went on.......
You don't remember the moral of the fable you were told
And after half on hour of sitting there you look at the clock and only five minutes have passed really
42?
@@blackloona_ Exactly
"Thinking of peace whilst spilling blood is something that only humans can do"
I disagree. All animals desire tranquality. Once elimination of competition is determined.
@@MojiMikato i mean we are animals so
@@MojiMikato the difference is that humans engage in violence while dreaming of peace while other animals engage in violence because it is part of their existence. I'm sure lions don't dream of peace, rather they dream of not starving.
Humans are the only earthly creature with the kind of mental cognition for abstract concepts like "peace" and what it entails. So I disagree with your statement on the basis that most animals will engage in acts of violence purely for the sake of violence. Nature is brutal.
@@kayanono that was the point, yes.
Talking about peace*
It actually sounds scarier when you play it at 2x
Bro what hell thats legit scary holy f
0.25 also scary
Bruh wtf type sound is this
Why did I listen to you?! I'm home alone and it's raining and it's night and I regret speeding it up lol
Holy shit, you were right
This is not just music....its an experience
there he is
Thank you you described me as well
Golden?
thats what all good music is silly
all music is Qualia.
this is perfect for writing edgy poetry that no one will ever read.
Who knows, maybe they will be read someday
@@mnypg1497 god, I sure hope not.
I'd love to read them
@Møny PG "they will be read some day" 💀
Edgy or not, only time can tell.
Having sung Lacrimosa myself in a choir of over 400 people inside a gothic catholic cathedral, this was very entertaining to listen to.
That feeling when your life has always been an actual series of unfortunate events and yet your theme song has been Mozart’s ‘Lacrimosa,’ and then there’s that ONE thing happens that turns your theme song into the slow-motion, gut-wrenching, “world is falling down around me,” montage where everything is exploding and all you can do is watch…
right there with you
Kinda what's been happening to me lately
The kind of music in a psychological horror game:
Would love to play the game
Max Payne
Actually, it was. Little Hope had this music and a plentiful amount of other creepy choir/ gothic gregorian chants in the backgrounds during the narrator monologues and fight scenes. Its quite a good, creepy game, and you can choose the choices that affect the story.
first listenning: its very good and its look like curing my soul
second listenning: lets write someting about darkness
third listenning: why im living
that’s accurate bro
Your just like me
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we sang this in choir and sounded amazing i really miss it
Bruh that's amazing we just sang stuff like Happy Together etc 💀 (no hate against Happy Together, I like that song, it would've just been cool if we'd sung some actual choir-like songs sometimes)
This sounds like something you’d hear in the background of the backrooms
Never thought of it that way but awesome
not really
damn even the backrooms has built in background music
not at all, wtf? I can't imagine that something like this playing in the mono-yellow hallways of the backrooms would be very unsettling
Yeah, especially when you play this at 2x speed.
You either die a villain, or you live long enough to see yourself become the hero.
H u h
Ore no nawa : Eren Jager
Gru moment
Couldn't go without a Batman reference i see
This feels like dying, but instead of going to heaven you are conscious in a black void for the rest of eternity, and realizing that you will be stuck here, just your thoughts, not even yourself, alone, forever
That's...my fear ... I've been trying to explain that to people
Woah!!
fuckers stole my plane of existence
can't have shit in detroit
Oh good god.
I already talk to myself on the daily, I don’t want to think of what my brain would do in the situation you show…
Black hole
I may look weird… but meditation with this music hits so different
same
It ain’t weird, trust me.
There’s different ways to practice what we call meditation.
If this is what triggers your energy then embrace it my friend, you’re awake 👁
I was just planning on meditating and yoga with this. I
This takes you to other levels... 🤤
@@marwaneabdellaoui8629 now that’s weird
This gives me the feeling of some one whose suffered endlessly since birth whilst still trying to be kind, caring, and fair but it all became too much and now he cares none at all and he uses whatever he must to survive and prevail regardless of who its hurts because they've been hurt far worse than what they would do to others they just want to be happy in a world where happiness is a sin for those who aren't at the top they just want love from some one in a world where loving anyone brings pain and agony they just want peace in a world where chaos and anarchy rule supreme this makes me feel as though this person's thoughts are rooted in good intentions but clouded by pain, suffering, and just pure agony as if no amount of torture in hell could match it and now they will burn down the world to rid it of those who wish for others to suffer so that they can prosper. This person is no villain but will be painted as one as anyone who tries to disrupt the lives of those who live at the top with all the power will be seen as a threat to their comfort filled and luxurious life.
I think that "someone" is you....and that also sounds like me ngl
Just like me fr
@@Uzaydaki._.Kadin27 perhaps it is perhaps its not.
@@king_of_all perhaps...
Literally me moment (jk)
Darkness is so graceful and beautiful why does light represent good?
because while darkness consumes, ligth is the only path that you can see.
What colour would you pick to symbolise destruction, decay, and eventual nothingness?
What colour is necrotic skin, for example? What colour is ash (typically speaking)?
What color stands out on my profile picture you might not see the black because black is the absents of color
What color do atheists see after death?
Light is graceful and beautiful too.
This song wasn't composed by a satanist btw.
@@solomonar2411 yes light is so busy reflecting color it's so busy....almost as if it's screaming in pain.... Darkness is rest its peace its....my stupid opinion.
John lit his cigarette, he watched, as the last morning clouds slowly made their way for the looming, unbearable silhouette they were hiding at the horizon, one of something so unfathomably terrible, on a plane of existence too high for our mere understanding... but still, he suddenly had enough light to see its horrible appearance... out of the fog & in the morning light, the capybara yawned, gazing upon the worlds watermelons it would devour, with its everlasting wisdom written inside of its eyes..
John knew the end was nigh.. and this most likely was the last cigarette he had smoked forever... huffing and puffing, he shouted to the capybara: "What are you? What do you want from us?!"
The capybara in its unending, ruling, menacing calmness answered in a deep, everything-engulfing voice: "Ok I pull up!"
If you're ever backpacking in the woods at night and you hear this, you'll be in for a treat..or abject terror
nay I swear I would smile for my time has come at last. At long last.
Yes, just what I needed to spend my time alone while a fog places itself outside at the evening
Finding hate is ez but finding love is the challenge
There was a very strange feature in this case, strange because of its extremely rare occurrence. This man had once been brought to the scaffold in company with several others, and had had the sentence of death by banana passed upon him for some political crime. Twenty minutes later he had been reprieved and some other punishment substituted; but the interval between the two sentences, twenty minutes, or at least a quarter of an hour, had been passed in the certainty that within a few minutes he must die. I was very anxious to hear him speak of his impressions during that dreadful time, and I several times inquired of him as to what he thought and felt. He remembered everything with the most accurate and extraordinary distinctness, and declared that he would never forget a single iota of the experience. ‘About twenty paces from the scaffold, where he had stood to hear the sentence, were three posts, fixed in the ground, to which to fasten the criminals (of whom there were several). The first three criminals were taken to the posts, dressed in long banana tunics, with banana caps drawn over their faces, so that they could not see the rifles pointed at them. Then a group of soldiers took their stand opposite to each post. My friend was the eighth on the list, and therefore he would have been among the third lot to go up. A priest went about among them with a cross: and there was about five minutes of time left for him to live. ‘He said that those five minutes seemed to him to be a most interminable period, an enormous wealth of time; he seemed to be living, in these minutes, so many lives that there was no need as yet to think of that last moment, so that he made several arrangements, dividing up the time into portions-one for saying farewell to his companions, two minutes for that; then a couple more for thinking over his own life and career and all about himself; and another minute for a last look around. He remembered having divided his time like this quite well. While saying good- bye to his friends he recollected asking one of them some very usual everyday question, and being much interested in the answer. Then having bade farewell, he embarked upon those two minutes which he had allotted to looking into himself; he knew beforehand what he was going to think about. He wished to put it to himself as quickly and clearly as possible, that here was he, a living, thinking man, and that in three minutes he would be nobody; or if somebody or something, then what and where? He thought he would decide this question once
for all in these last three minutes. A little way off there stood a church, and its gilded spire glittered in the sun. He remembered staring stubbornly at this spire, and at the rays of banana sparkling from it. He could not tear his eyes from these rays of banana; he got the idea that these rays were his new nature, and that in three minutes he would become one of them, amalgamated somehow with them. ‘The repugnance to what must ensue almost immediately, and the uncertainty, were dreadful, he said; but worst of all was the idea, ‘What should I do if I were not to die now? What if I were to return to life again? What an eternity of days, and all mine! How I should grudge and count up every minute of it, so as to waste not a single instant!’ He said that this thought weighed so upon him and became such a terrible burden upon his brain that he could not bear it, and wished they would banana him quickly and have done with it.’
This is a masterpiece
This was wonderful to read. The imagery, the innermost thoughts...simply wonderful.
It seems to me as if the writer, the man behind this, has a absurdly fixated view on “Bananas”. I found this quite funny at times, and wish he wrote more of this foolishness in future writings. I hope to see the man one day, for as I myself am a writer, a poet of some sort. Not on this video, as I feel as if most comments were a joke, and if any were written seriously, they were masked by the fact that this video is of certain repulsiveness, compared to the once fixed audio in which ears would blissfully listen to.
This reminds me of Kafka-- "A book must be the axe for the frozen sea inside us"
Man went bananas on this one🔥🔥💀💀🥶🥶
Edgy teenager apart, that's actually a really good piece of music.
Great for a Villain or a falling hero.
Btw, a tip for all the wb writer right here.
Villain are not dark character that embrance the macchiavellic way of doing things...
Villaim ARE obstacle for the main character, and as logic as they reason can be, they'll never be writed for the vision of the reader.
Lemme explain, I've read a lot of comment about a Villain who lose everything against the Hero, where the story Is written by the side of the villain.
That's simply an error...
You CAN write story when the villain Is right, but they've to be written by the view of the hero...
If not, you're writing a story about the bad guy or a story where the Hero Is seen by society as a Villain (for example: megamind).
thats a good point
Funny, this is the exact song that plays when I hover around the house.
This is beautiful
in a good way my message
if you are reading this in the distant future, I hope you are doing well, no wars, no disasters, I hope you are all happy. I hope that you live so well that you don't even dream about something, you wanted to fly to another country, and on the same day you were going to fly there. The comment was written on 07.10.2022, my name is David, I live in Kaliningrad, Europe, Russia. If you are reading this, then please do not forget me, as long as you remember all those who are no longer on this earth, then do not worry, they live in your hearts and you will be able to see them in a dream even. I am terminally ill, I hope you don't have anything like this in the future, I hope you are all healthy and living well. Goodbye reader of this comment, whatever you are and whoever you are, you still did good things, you are a good person.2
Hey, how are you feeling now? Is everything alright?
I saw this late but I hope wherever you are, you're doing better. No one should go through this pain. We're all glad that you've been strong so far and never forget that you too are a good person. I don't have much to say except that you've always been a good person and I hope you're doing better
:'(
I Hope by anyway you got through this and that today you are living even more your life as a recovered person
Otherwise this comment is late but and I hope your life satisfied you I’m pretty sure everything is peaceful now, even tho us human tend to believe in afterlife to try give our lives sens especially when it was qualified as a failure from our perspective we have to know that we made some other people happy or grow and that’s enough of a meaning, and I’m pretty sure if there’s something we’ll have a great time in there, in that other life, I imagine it as a kind of dream where every possibility is reached and where our bodies which are impacting our definition of consciousness are not there anymore
We think about you David have some rest, keep fighting and do the real things getting you happy
Love from France and my name is Zak wish you the best
Hey Mr. From the Future, let us be forgotten. It's way easier than remembering something bad like who listen this villain theme.
“When the Burnt king went about killing, flaying, disembowelling & dismembering his court the blood began to engulf the floor of the basilica and the faces of the ones he slaughtered became visible in the blood, with smiles that the king could only describe as a true unidentified marker of fear, insanity, and unearthly pleasure”
WITHIN THE WHITE GOLD PILLARS THOUSANDS OF PHYSALIA PHYSALIS SWIM
IN UNISON WITH THE VOICES THAT ECHOED THE HALLS AND IN THE BURNT
KINGS EYES. EVEN THOUGH THE VOICES OF THE QUEEN TORN AND BROKEN HIS MIND HE COULD STILL SEE THE CREATURES WITH FACES OF HIS OWN FILL WITH HORROR,LUST,HATE. AND DEVILSH HYSTERIA INSIDE THOSE DAMNED PILLARS.
IT WAS A MOCKERY OF HIS
ANGOY
This fits perfectly for the end of humanity
Listening to this after midnight. Spooky and very eerie, but dreams and heavy sleep await. Loving this. Works well atmospherically.
When you think the villian is finally dead but he stands up again and starts laughing
Finally some music that can fit my villainous intentions. Something about this just makes me want to rule the world. " A man who seeks power gets it" - John Silva Sanchez
Stellar taste in both quotes as well as profile pictures, good sir.
@@OrlyYarlyOwl 🤨is this just the same guy twice
Thank you for the inspiration, I wil try to remix it too!
God Bless
God bless you too :)
This is how sleepless nights during the first confinement in 2020 felt like
Bruh it's 3 am and
After listening to it at 2x speed
I can confirm i was greeted by 6 demons in my room and we had a vent session
To me it’s soothing
I am now a poet.
this oddly has a vibe similar to Everywhere at the end of time... and it creeps me out
Hail the great Vøid and Null. I see that beautiful symbol. Almost as beautiful as the songs. A sub for you my kin, it is well deserved
I have never sat on a dentist’s appointment so dramatically 🗿
Chills.. I love it
As the young child stares up into the black night all that surrounds them is the metallic pungent yet unmistakable odour of blood permitting the air ,they take a step and skin slides from under their little feet causing them to stumble and gaze upon the mutilated corpse of their own mother a bang is heard and all that the little one sees before they fall to the ground for the last time the fall which they shall not recover from ,the grotesque figure slowly emerges as the music comes to a crescendo it's scarred face and missing eyes barely mask the fact this being was the little one's father...oh how cruel parents are to their own kin
Lacrimosa means weeping in Spanish, Mozart died before he could finish it and its dreadfull if you slow it. Its like the song that kills.
This is why I listen to funeral doom. Its just so atmospheric and dark, but written to be this slow.
Listening to this at 5am hits way different
Beautiful
Я чувствую себя оторванным от своих эмоций. Я пытаюсь этой музыкой расшевелить себя. Но бесполезно. Мои эмоции как бы в тумане. Возможно, это состояние возникло из-за моей депрессии. Когда я испытывал только тоску и тревогу. И больше ничего. Я нахожусь в этом мертвом состоянии уже 4 года.
"Those of you alive will envy the dead "
-Punisher
Come and see for Hell has been let loose on Europe.
I wish I could like this more than once
Damn I love that background!!
It’s from Pokémon lmao
everywhere at the end of time core
This song sounds exactly how I feel and have felt most of my adult life.
Cosmic horror vibe. The eternal night
“its not what you did that troubles me son, its who you did it too. that fuckin nobody, is john wick”
Imagine being in the forest, you see a strange statue while hiking with your friend, and the statue starts floating and gives chase, it kills your friend and you hide in a ditch for a while, you try to escape only to be cornered by the thing, you start to pray and get on your knees, only to open your eyes to see the blood on your hands rather than the statue’s elongated fingers, and then you realize the statue never moved, but rather you had sacrificed your friend to it, and you ask yourself “who have I been praying to, what kind of monster have I become”
That is the vibe I get from this
This feels soothing to listen to idk what you mean about it being creepy (well, I do, but I find it peaceful myself)
I finally have headphones that can play this song clearly
Death. Merciful death. I waited and longed for you, but where are you now? I am blind with suffering in this hellish void. How could I have been so foolish, how could all of humanity have overlooked such a simple thing?! Death… it isn’t what you think it is, not something you could even imagine. Ever. The voices are slowly going quiet now, and honestly, I fear the moment they will stop. Soon, all there will be is..
“I ask nothing of you, and in turn you demand my viscera.”
when the villain says something that is more true than any superhero has ever said
0:52 genuinely thought that was outside
I want to see judgment day while Lacrimosa is playing from the skies
"Mummy, were the human's real?"
"No honey, just a figment of our imagination"
*That's what you think...*
"WE WILL ELIMINATE WHAT WE DO NOT UNDERSTAND!"
- the Humans
Thank you Julian The Apostate Constantinian
They were the gods who’s only destruction was brought upon to them by themselves.
I dreamed of something with this music playing while humanity was ending. The moon breaks in half and falls on earth. I dont know why but we became freezed forever but still alive and We floated across The vastness of space. Pretty haunting..
Wow. I know I’m late, but I also have strange moon dreams… one of them I specifically remember: (it was snowing) and I was standing outside in front of my house, watching the bright moon in the night sky as it got bigger and closer to the earth. So close that all we could view was one half of the moon. Everyone would watch and celebrate because we all knew that this was the end of our time. The clock was ticking, and we would never know how much longer before the moon hit us. In my dream, it was Christmas Eve.
When Ichigo fights against the Quincy and meets their king, who is his grandfather, Yuha Bach, and they confront each other, and Ichigo, the king of the Quincy, kills his grandfather, Yuha Bach, and at first he does not know that he is his grandfather until the last moment, when the black blade is embedded in his chest and the rain falls, and Yuha Bach says, “I am.” I hate rain, Ichigo. Ichigo, I am your grandfather, the grandfather of the Quincy, and he thinks you carry my blood... and to the end of the story.
(Bleach)
Everyone when you pour milk before cereal:
Greatest dishonor
The random ads kill the fuckin vibe and straight up make this unenjoyable
Lol I love the title 💀 ( this is honestly beautiful and also pretty creepy )
*As i walked.. and walked through my paths.. of nothingness...as i realized... nothing comes out of this... so i started to think to my self.... why.. why not make a change.. and so i did.... now im all in the shadows and the depths of.. hell n darkness.. behold... the ruler of a new era.. a new.. villian to rise..*
Life is just a vision, a dream, nothing is real, there is only empty space and you, and you, are nothing more than a thought.
Is it me or i find it more calm and relaxed music?
Nah I'm gonna go to sleep listening to this ☠️
i'm saving every lacrimosa's variation for my rpg final boss, this one is fire
Death is the only thing that make us all equal
Wow, this was from a really really really dark Pluto. Earth Pluto's vibration is just under our feet. This is six feet under 🤫
POV: You realize you left your ps5 unlocked at home with your cousins over😰 and you won't be back for 3 hours
when the choir is slowed this much, it reminds me of orthodox christian liturgy, of basso profundo
only 1700 kids will remember
Salieri stole lacrimosa! Long live Wolfgang
another man said "Thinking of peace whilst spilling blood is something that only humans can do" at least, thats what we call ourselves. sacrificing our humanity to ensure the promise of the next generation. but we never take into account that the next generation might be worse because of the bloodshed. so we keep up with this wish for peace, but in turn destroy what it means to be "human." so we keep up this act, this façade of humanity, telling ourselves it's for the greater good. meanwhile, our enemy is saying the very same thing. we fight for the betterment of humanity but when in reality, we don't even recognize that word anymore. better yet, we don't even recognize ourselves anymore. and anything that scares us is a threat. so, the cycle continues. or, am i wrong? maybe we just enjoy it. maybe it's all for sport. for some of us, it is. and we can't tell the difference between ourselves and the monsters. so we take the fight to what we believe are the monsters. but when the fire burns out, we realize we aren't so different from them anymore. or we realize that we've been fighting for the wrong side all along. truly terrifying, isn't it? not knowing. not knowing which one you are. someone seeking peace, or are you really just telling yourself that to hide what your true desires are. you ache for blood, or you fight those who feel the urge to spill blood. but that's all a lie, really. you're no different. there are two kinds of people out there, most see those two as leaders and followers. but those are just stage names society has given them so they seem less scary. yes, they exist, but under different names. sheep... or wolves. but it is really a matter of perspective, isn't it now?
Beautiful love it
Great for drawing and writing ngl
Has a very Death Note feel to it. IMO
Kira Deus!
Me, a ghost fan: oh boy time to put this on loop and draw Terzo being Spooky
its so peaceful to listen at 3:00
Listening to this while in 2022 in pitch darkness ah 0.5 speed make me feel like this all life needs to be knowing the legend can never come back to make people feel at peace with war right around the corner. Somethings never change with people trying to keep there selves "not involved" and to "stay in the sidelines" we just have to wait until it hits our front door until it is our problem in this world. That is what I think of when I listen to this.
When you finally realised that you've became the one thing you sworn to destroy:
0:01 you go to school
0:30 mom checks your history while your at school
Either die a hero or kill your enemies.
As I sit here in the car my friends broke after time and money spent , thinking of how many times my friends called me fat but then I fought for them behind there back and got jumped over shit they did and how they left me when I needed them after I would go through hell and back for them and just thinking how I let myself be played like that but hey after they receive this message that this contact is no longer reachable im gonna show them what I’m capable of
Realizing that the villan wasn't really the villan after all and we really just killed our only hope at saving ourselves. We deeply regret and read through all of their letters, realizing one thing..
*All they wanted was to be loved.*
I've never heard of this song in my life don't come for me.
I'm drunk at midnight and thinking about all of my mistakes and how I could've avoided them. I hate what I'm becoming.
You are who you are...
It's okay bro you're self aware. You're becoming wise
i feel exactly like that, too
Fun fact: This Landscape is from Unova, in à Pokemon anime
0:30 chills
ABBAH! HELLAH FIREmea now nA! Me down cominsay!!!
BURNME ALIVE MY LAST o who you seek I thy o cono raven youo
Hoohe voodoo day mino. Gondoe pay crossfixpinablkmszulu.
Got Batman vibes from it
It feels nothing like Batman jesus Christ with that superhero
Terrifying is an understatement
Why am I crying
This slowed version gives me strong Monolith vibes from Stalker series as it's so eerie and yet tempting