MUSIC USAGE : Use of this song or my music without a license / contract is strictly forbidden and breaching copyright laws will be handled accordingly with the law. Using music for beats , song releases , games , tv , film and all uses will be treated as a copyright breach. I am only writing this to save whomever uses my music in a wrongful capacity stress and financial loss. Its always a better practice to send me an email, talking about it and coming to an agreement like the rest of the industry who practice the right methods. Peter Gundry
Hi! Could I perhaps use it in a chapter of my Wattpad story in the future? It would be included as this video. If not totally fine! ALSO THIS MUSIC IS SO BEAUTIFUL AND ENCHANTING I loVe IT ThanK YOU FOR TAKING YOUR TIME TO MAKE THIS AND POST IT
Eu também, eu me imagino em uma festa fantasia onde toca essa música e eu estou dançando com um rapaz mascarado, a música termina mas momento algum ele diz seu nome, mas você quer saber quem é o rapaz então no filme da minha cabeça procuro esse rapaz na festa, porém não acho, mas em determinado momento o encontro, e tiro sua máscara, vejo um belo rapaz, com olhar misterioso e sorriso sedutor logo então tiro minha máscara revelando meu rosto, nisso nos conhecemos etc. Bem é minha imaginação 😂😂😂😂
It would be fun if I'm also in a mask and gown. I really loved fully masked events - I can just be myself and have fun since no one judges. Mask wearing during drama class was my favourite lesson
You dance and dance among the crowd, with a partner in your hands. Up till the moment you two swoon by a large ballroom mirror, you gaze into it, only to see your own single reflection dancing alone in an empty room. Fucking loved that movie.
"Would you like to dance?" His mask was a smile, but I could still sense the hunger in his eyes. I smiled behind my mask. It was almost a shame this final waltz would be his doom. He was quite amusing. "Only if you can keep up." I held the dagger behind me. Tonight, I would feast.
Does anyone else feel like owning a castle in Transylvania and having a 10man orchestra play this while you have dinner with your lover. Just the two of you, on one of those long tables under a chandelier.
@@chicken.3660 that was a comment i made while feeling the song and trying to visualize an experience along with it. I dont actually want to own a castle. Thanks nevertheless.
No son creaciones del autor, el autor canaliza a quienes quieren transmitir. Sin embargo es una melodía maravillosa que me transporta a un salón lleno de danzantes con máscaras.
My friend and I went to prom a few months ago. We had both dressed up in very showy and gothic attire for the event. We hated the mosh pit and honestly trashy modern rap music (with far too many swear words). So we snuck away a to a hallway in the school in the middle of the night. We used a speaker and played this song, dancing a proper waltz together. Due to how we were dressed as well as the grace with which we waltzed, it truly did feel like the Vampire Masquerade. Thank you, Peter Gundry, for the amazing music that got me my first kiss.
I wonder if Peter Gundry realizes how much his music makes alot of us feel? Idk, it just brings life back into me. It takes me to another place I don't wanna leave, just to come back here again.
The mysterious man bestowed upon the woman standing alone during the masquerade ball. "Why I wonder, is a lovely rose such as yourself, at the abyss of the room, all alone?' The brunette raised her head up to see a handsome man before her, gesturing his hand out for the young maiden. The girls cheeks went crimson as she ushered a hand to him. "May I say, anticipating how long it would take for a man like you to bestow upon me with such, charms." The mysterious figure gently kissed her hand that was displayed before him, looking back up at her with an amused smile. "I am Elijah, Son of King Herald" "Elizabeth" Elijah raised his brow, wondering where this Elizabeth came from, was she royal? a duchess or widow? He never heard of this woman among the palace, but in this haunting night he knew one thing was for certain. He was utterly bewitched by her. She led him out to the centre of the ball room, with their steady eyes amongst one another, They began to waltz. Swaying to the sweet melody being strung by the orchestra, Elizabeth's dress vividly moved with every long stride they took. Elijah captivated by her lonely blue eyes, Elizabeth longing for his deep amber ones. Elijah lifted her up in the air, gripping onto her torso which was strung tightly by a corset. For a brief moment Elizabeth felt like she was flying amongst the wind. In his arms it felt as if.. time never existed. Elizabeth soon forgot about her worries, sorrows wouldn't catch her, damnation was far away and the fiery pit would wait for Elizabeth for eternity. Son cœur a été frappé par cupids arc. Her heart was struck by cupids bow. Star-struck by the love she was feeling, Elizabeth hadn't noticed her mask had loosened and fallen off, drifting to the polished floor. Revealing her true eyes, Red and scarlet, like a rose. The mask concealed her beauty, but also her secret. "Good Heavens Elijah you are dancing with a witch!" Elijah startled, pushed the maiden away from him. Elizabeth felt her whole world crumble, her daze replaced by a lingering fear. The maiden found it difficult to breath as hordes of people surrounded the girl, cursing her name. Torches lit by flames, Sour expressions and evil thoughts caressed the minds of them, but overall the fear of the unknown drowned their thoughts. Elijah gripped her hand dragging her away from the mob soon awaiting her. Dashing from the ball down the castle steps, past the gargoyles and far along the forest. Her dress torn and his attire ruined, the lovers dashed through the rainy night together, Into the night Elijah took Elizabeth. Swearing to protect his one, true love.
On a fateful night, a girl walks into a masquerade. Everyone is dancing, from the old to the young, the rich to the slightly less rich. But something feels off, the atmosphere. A few minutes later which felt like an eternity, everyone's.... everything seems to be melting, eyes, hair, nails, skin. Everyone is a skeleton now, revealing that they were a part of death all along. The welcome feeling of death suffocates the girl. As the dead carry on dancing, it seems like the only instrument that's playing is the violin. At the end, it seems like the only people in the room is that girl and the violin player, the girl is enchanted by the playing. She carelessly creeps up to the violinist. Violinist pays her no mind. The girl senses a strange feeling of urgency to stop in her tracks. The violinist picks up their head to reveal no pupils and teeth as sharp as thorns. Though they have no pupils, the girl still feels that icy stare. Run. (I have decided to become a writer because of your comment, thank you and you're welcome) Edit- thank you for all the love ❤, unfortunately I'm not actually a writer and I don't have any work published anywhere, nor will I write more at the moment in time. But thank you for all the compliments, much love ❤.
This sounds like it should be the theme of a delightfully dark and mischievous character. They'd be charismatic and proper, and yet they'd also know exactly how to get into a whole lot of trouble. They'd also be a _fantastic_ dancer.
My mother would always scold me for coming home late thinking I would show my ankle to a man! She doesn’t trust me but I only want to listen to the music.
Just wanna provide some lyrics ya'll. Enjoy: Dark as the masquerade/ tonight Unveil each mask with blood/ and tragic lies Deep down the hall escape/ fear light, For eyes are dark and black/ each stars are blind She's the end of day/ fallen, Night is near/ of death He's the start of life/ risen, Sun sets fire/ they left Burn their skin with fear/ Masquerade is here/ Dark as the masquerade/ tonight Unveil each mask with blood/ and tragic lies Deep down the hall escape/ fear light, For eyes are dark and black/ each stars are blind The moon, the sun, the sky/ above, Has made the vampire quench/ and kill for love, Dark as the masquerade/ delight, For hearts are dark and black/ the Gods are blind. p.s. this is an original, got inspired by the song is all :>
Only to delight you his his thirst was greater than for a love for no one knew why he couldn't love so only to this he knew the love he seen was to shallow. The end.
I’m proud to be Bavarian and Romanian ❤ this composer is really great… my great grandfather was a composer as well… the church he played in looks very medieval
@@jothesimp842 just heard it It's rather influenced than stolen imo And basically waltz is like that only Even I learnt this rhythm pattern from my guitar teacher
It's because this music is containing of dark music and does not following like the other artists like pop , country , reggae ,tech , jazz . Like none of them
When i listen to a song like this i dont just listen to it. I imagine a story through it. I know it doesn't have any lyrics but i still feel like it tells me a story. Idk if im just being weird lol.
And so they danced. A vivid spectacle of bodies moving in harmony. They spun and swayed and smiled as one to the sound of The Vampire Masquerade. A golden sheen befell the hall through the splinters of light that caught the gems on the chandelier and showered the guests with a honey dew. Magnificent floral pieces of pashmina and satin sheathed the blushing ladies while the ebony suited men braved their hearts and lead their counter-parts in the waltz. Among them stood one apart from the rest. With his royal blue jacket and dark grey trousers, and eyes that shone like a cat on a throne; he was seen in glimpses here and there. Some saw him dancing with a dame while others fell their gaze at the figure watching them from above, on the higher balcony; wherever he was his eyes remained fixed on one. She wore an emerald gown, iridescent with embroidered gems. Her eyes, blue like a stormy ocean, shot arrows of supremacy at any fool who dared to look. She entranced the mystery man who seemed ever so desperate to be acquainted. Through the beating maze of masked phantoms they made their way to each other. Swift and sure their beating hearts led them closer; both challenging the other's every move with their own. They reached a breath away from each other and the woman whispers in to his ear, "Who are you?" The man pulls his lips to her neck and finishes, "Vlad, my dear. But around here they seem to call me Dracula." And so they danced.
Oh my lord, that was GLORIOUS! I could imagine it so vividly, that I can see *every* detail- in the satin, the gems, the glowing light... You, my friend, need to be an author! I will read every one of your books! haha
Maybe we already are in that world but we need to discover all that interesting and magical things we don't know very mutch about our planet but what about the entire universe ? I want to go in a travel with one of my best friends in searching of immortality we wish to fiind it but at all if we will die atleast we die happy.. 🤷♂️🤷♂️💪💪💪
Oh come along and join,the dance Now come join in and take, a chance So dance and spin and fly,with me Together we shall dance eternally. Oh come and join the waltz,my friend,we will have,a ball Oh come and join ,my love, don't fear the sun,above Come and join my friends,and dance till the end... *Oh come and dance along, with me! The night is long,we hunt eternally! so dance and feed and fight, with me! Together we shall rule for eternity!* Oh come along and join,the dance, And slip into a endless peaceful trance. So dance and live and die,with me, for who could be alone for centuries?
Hey everyone =) Here is a new Dark Vampiric themed waltz called "The Vampire Masquerade" . I really hope you enjoy the song!! Here is a poem i wrote for it ( I thought i would give it a try =) Thousands Gather this time of year A time to mask the face most fear The bloody grin stays Hidden Stare into my eyes, the forbidden So spin, spin and spin Dance to the sound of the violin Her heart beats faster as i draw nearer A single reflection sways in the mirror So spin, spin and spin Let the music draw you in I choose your eternal life over blood Forever Spin, spin and spin Have a great weekend =) ruclips.net/video/dUNOfNad59Q/видео.html
Yeah....you want to ride a roller coaster but those haunted house at the end of the corner thrill you more then to ride a roller coaster...and when you want to enter the haunted house...this music starts playing and you dance through the hallway inside the house with a smile....and who is your partner....your reflection on the mirror is your partner...together let this music flow into your vein....and you dance and dance until the clock strike at midnight you disappear...and somehow you're already becoming a famous person because people can't stop talking about your disappearance...maybe you already dead...who knows...because when this music stops playing...you're already gone...to the peculiar world with your partner.....
I imagine myself dressed in black and going to kill the king in his sleep and become king instead. Sitting on that throne and having the crown on my head while his daughters all watch because his sons have all been killed and they are next
last Halloween I dance all night imagined that I'm dancing with vampire. It was moonlight and he kissed me. Love it . thank you so much for this music Peter! ♥️
With our last step We dance across this line Into a new world Evening shadows fall And it must follow, as the night the day We wait for our given days and sleep What days may come As the sun must rise again La la, la la la la la la la la la la La la, la la la la la la la la la la La la la la la, la la la la la la La la la la La la la la la, la la La la la la La la la la, la la la la la la La la la la la, la la la la la la Days like a flipped carnival Where up is down and down is up And life is mixed with death Are what we must survive If I wake from dreamless sleep May tomorrow begin like a dream -----Engene pasti paham😂
_The lace edging her dress flowed violently as she, along with the rest of them, danced along side the balcony. It was an old and squeaky balcony, probably because of the wind and the rain, but it’s still a nice way to spend your last night alive. Nobody had partners, they were all cherishing the last moments as independent beings. They danced deep into the night until their dresses and suits were soaking wet, their makeup washed off, their hair fallen down.. they knew the night was over._
Lol right ? Im being really creative thinking people who wrote they are dancing im literalyy thinking they dancing like few centuries dance moves or dancing in circle of the room. In the dark tho >:)
Lol right ? Im being really creative thinking people who wrote they are dancing im literalyy thinking they dancing like few centuries dance moves or dancing in circle of the room.
I can just imagine it right now: *"A Vampire Ball held at Dracula's Castle on a dark moonlit night. All the Vampires dressed in their most gothic ball gowns and dashing tuxedos dancing the night away. Then, I see two little vampire girls sneaking downstairs to see the ball and the people who were there. They see Dracula dancing with a maiden in a red ball gown as he prepares to make her his undead bride."*
If you haven't seen it yet you should look up the Ball scene from Van Helsing!! That's pretty much how it goes.. down to the red dress even! No little vampire children though. 🤩
"I heard that you dance." The lady sipped her red wine, smiling as she set it down. "It's true. I do. There's a certain grace and beauty in the movements of dance. I am free and able to fly when I dance." "I heard your dance is most exquisite." The lady's green eyes glimmered in the darkness as she cocked her head elegantly to his side. "Yes, it is." "Can you dance for me?" "Why would I?" The lady played with a red ruby embedded on her ring, observing him with a hawk-like eye. "The King wants you to. He has asked me to assess the level of your dancing skills before asking you to come to him." Five words was all she heard- _The King wants you to._ She shuddered and fell off her stool, knocking the glass of red wine in the process. The glass shattered, and a shard of glass cut her palm. Blood oozed out on her palm, just like her bleeding heart. Her world came to a screeching halt when the man towered over her, grabbing her knee as she tried to crawl away. To crawl to her escape. _He has found me. The King has found me._ She thought of the daughter she had lost, the life of glitz and glamour that she was forced to give up, of the things that the King took away from her. Her heart hardened, and she kicked the man hard enough to free herself momentarily from his grasp. Before he could even get up, she grabbed a nearby candlestick and swung it on his head. The man grunted as he lay in a pool of crimson blood. _I will not suffer because of him anymore. Never again._ As she made her way out of the hallway, her life ended on a silent note when a bullet hit her heart. As she lay on the floor in her golden gown, she knew what the autopsy report would say. _Killed by a gun with a muffler._ Her life end's summarised with a mere seven words. _Just like how the King liked it._ _Short and sweet._
@@andrewcheedle _The lace edging her dress flowed violently as she, along with the rest of them, danced along side the balcony. It was an old and squeaky balcony, probably because of the wind and the rain, but it’s still a nice way to spend your last night alive. Nobody had partners, they were all cherishing the last moments as independent beings. They danced deep into the night until their dresses and suits were soaking wet, their makeup washed off, their hair fallen down.. they knew the night was over._
"Thousands Gather this time of year, A time to mask the face most fear. The bloody grin stays Hidden, Stare into my eyes, the forbidden. "So spin, spin and spin. Dance to the sound of the violin. Her heart beats faster as I draw nearer, A single reflection sways in the mirror. "So spin, spin and spin, Let the music draw you in. I choose your eternal life over blood, Forever Spin, spin and spin." -Lyrics by Peter Gundry
Actually I'm on a RPG platform that sets place in the mediaeval France and we used this song on a video describing our history My character in the Duke of Orleans!
Yes, I listened to a song from 1913 and I heard in my head the sounds of children playing in the park, large crowds chattering... I saw people holding hands in the park, street vendors yelling to sell shaved ice to beat the summer heat and saw people drinking from water fountains by the city park trail.. SO YES, I was transported to my past life in 2019, before covid-19.
It's very normal to get memories of your past life by music from the time you lived. I'm a witch and I can help you if you want. You can DM me on instagram. My @ is rubberduckie_youretheone
We all gathered under the lustrous chandelier high above. The marbled floor, as shiny as ever, and our steps echoed through the hall. This day marks the annual grand ball. Despite the sense of familiarity with the surroundings, this year's event felt somehow different. Even with our masks on, there was no doubt that our eyes were telling that that we were all thinking the same thing. The orchestra that was playing was enchantingly beautiful, the lights were brighter, and our attire, men and women, were the fanciest amongst all the past years. As we danced, we knew by then that a tragic end was awaiting us all. (Welp I tried lol)
There was the wicked wind Wandering around for a feast There was the wild wind Hovering like a feisty beast There was the savage wind Preying on a bird's nest On a weakened tree, On fragile webs There was the thirsty wind Spinning on a violin's cry Playing with the rain's tears Making them dance and fly I hear of a Thunder's call I stare into the wind's eyes Bloody and cold, They went into a roll Unveiling the games and the lies within my soul There was a girl alone Whom fate had to summon She swayed her hands on a violin's melody Making the wind fall tragically There was the surprised wind Admiring his mesmerizing thief There was the dead wind Forever lost in its grief...
Here is a a couple similar waltz's if you are looking for more!! Thanks for all of the support !! 1.ruclips.net/video/5mk9f8QTdI0/видео.html 2.ruclips.net/video/Q2fk4Ia1IZs/видео.html
perdon , pero podria usar su musica para una parte de mi video ? por fabor , y de paso pondre el nombre de su canal y su conposision debajo del video que contenga parte de su musica
Peter Gundry | Composer I love your song!!!!! It's epic more than it is!!!!! I'm going to invite you to go to my RUclips channel to subscribe me!!!!❤❤❤❤❤
me encantaba este video, no fue hasta que deje de escucharlo y deseaba volver a encontrarlo, pero solo me acordaba del ritmo, no se si fui bendecido o algo, pero ahora lo voy a guardar en todas las carpetas que tengo! (este video me da tantas ganas de dibujar y crear un montón de personajes!)
Today I was on a Circus called The Haunted Circus in Sevilla, Spain and they played this song. It was magical, I love it. Thanks God I knew Peter Gundry before.
I'm running a masquerade arc in my D&D session and I used this song to introduce the villan and one of my players was immediately like "We're messing with vampires!?"
Aion First rule of DMing: Never expect your campaign to go as you expect. My friends and I got into a fight with a boss that was too strong for us (meant to be fought at a later time). We ended up nuking the area with some fire crystals we obtained at the beginning of the campaign, completely bipassing the boss.
for the hopeless romantics out there: A thousand years alone Then her... And there you were and I was not alone, alone... I called your name aloud I sang... The music of my voice suppressed your fear, your fear.... Every night I walk I stalk... My dinner to live... Every night I walk I hunt... Moonlight guides my path... i am not alive i am not alive a thousand years alone then her and there you were and i was not alone i followed you too close my dear now you will join me in eternal death a thousand years alone then her and there you were and i was not alone alone a thousand years alone then her and there you were and i was not alone...
This track feels like a masquerade. In this masquerade, there's a couple dancing on and shining in glory. Meanwhile, grim deeds are taking place. To celebrate the success of their plans, the dance is led to bedroom. There's where one betrays another and drives a dagger through his heart while making love. She makes her way far from the scene to look upon her masterpiece, feeling content and drinking her wine.
I imagine an Olde Vampyre mingling with the crowd, smiling charmingly to all his guests and making sure that no one is displeased with any aspect of his party. He's had years to perfect being a host after all, and it wouldn't do for the main course to be spoiled by unhappy moods from guest or victim alike. Then someone he doesn't know, someone uninvited appears at his shoulder, asking him to dance. Gasps ring out as not only did someone ask the Master of the Estate to dance, it was a woman! Curling red hair spilling down one shoulder and onto her glimmering gown of greens and blues, with a pearl inlaid mask to match. Gracious as always, and mildly amused by this intruder to his perfect party, he accepts. She is skilled, of that there is no doubt. On the dance floor none can take their eyes away from the pair, for she contains grace that no dame on the floor possesses, and he the skill of a millennia, outstripping the variety of strutting peacocks decorating the ballroom. For the Master, none had intrigued him so for quite some time, and he enjoyed their dance thoroughly. But, the warmth in her hands and the pulse in her pale, swan like neck told that she was but to be another meal. Perhaps a savored dessert... As the party came to an end, and the orchestra's notes slowed to a stop, a woman exited the estate that morning. Head held high and a pleased smile on her lips, her dress of red and mask of rubies was a fair testimony to the trail of crimson she left behind. A perfect party has only the most dramatic of ends after all, and she had been happy to assist if it meant she could claim another Olde One as her prey.
@@Scothulu Yes yeees, in fact I am planning to record three videos, I already learned several songs from him on the violin but I am trying to save money for a good camera.
Everyone's imagining stories and poems, while i'm over here thinking up an entire dance that has a mixture between a ballroom waltz, and contemporary dancing. This music IS really pretty though, and hauntingly awesome, so i say to all the writers here: happy creating!
Turn and toss Swing or skip Bounce and hop Gambol or frolic A cursed greeting, forever repeating A cursive sound, the guests forever bound Glinting fangs of entities Creatures with unknown identities A blind eye to their facades Guests showing blatant disregard Turn and toss Swing or skip Bounce and hop Gambol or frolic The dance of death The waltz of horror taking their last breath- a slow torture Stomach a' churning A diet of red, the entities are yearning as they are not well fed Turn and toss Swing or skip Bounce and hop Gambol or frolic There will be bloodshed. [sorry if this sounds a bit weird, English is not my first language!]
5 years later I come back to this.. Absolute mysterious, ominous, yet beautiful, charming piece.. Bravo! Makes you really wanna host a party somewhere in the mystic locations in the formers lands of Wallachia, Romania. There'd be a thunderous sound, Then suddenly, out of nowhere, everyone would come in umbric, gothic costumes (you would assume), start dancing away the ominous night, you would notice strange dancing patterns you have never seen before, then realize.. this is not an ordinary party dance, you felt the odd one out, you were dancing, everyone else was waltzing, this continued on, but as you felt the music calm down.. you *knew* something was about to happen, then the music boomed as everyone reveals themselves to be a vampire! However you felt no fear, no panic, no fight or flight, you would then feel seduced by them, you then start waltzing like them despite having no knowledge you just somehow are doing it.., and one of them grabs you and turns you, you then felt understood and everyone would waltz in this glorious, endless waltz, and as the music calms down, you feel the loop and you would waltz on and on and on and on.. and on and on.. in this endless yet charming loop. It's scary how creative someone can get just by listening to a piece of music. That's how powerful it is! Again Bravo!
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In a castle surrounded by huge walls the cool wind was blowing her black hair away .Instantaneously she felt a shadow behind her and looked into the most beautiful ,crimson eyes she has ever seen .She felt a strange familiar feeling and longing from that man , he elegantly twirled the wine in his glass and spoke with a deep yet mellow voice ,calm yet full of sorrow"Do u rember me my dear?" those few words of that mysterious stranger left her in a trance . she felt a strange throbbing pain in her head recalling the memories which were buried centuries ago. The moon ,he who had witnessed everything in the past ,yet once again Witnessing the history forgotten.The bright moon iluminating the dark sky which was once silver turned crimson,just like the mysteriously charming yet familiar stranger's eyes everyone in the banquet hall froze up ,as if the time has been stopped she slowly opened her CRIMSON red eyes revealed her fangs as if she has become a different being .The blood flowing in her viens which was forgotten was awakened once again ;yes, a vampire the creature she was afraid of the most.She spoke with an angelic voice ,soothing yet full of despair " how can I forget u my dear? THIS TIME nothing can apart us ",yes she was Rosalyn the princess of vampire's who was killed by her own people for loving a human who was Duke Aloysius De Roy .He dashed and hugged her ,humming a nostalgic hymn while laughing sinisterly .He slowly revealed his fangs and said "dearest Rosalyn in previous life I could never make u mine but in this life I will fight death for you ".She froze up when she realized he was Lucardious, the reason of Aloysius and her death.
I love when the violin is relaxed and vulnerable and coming slowly in spontanously, like an awakening of all the feelings that others would hide, but than it takes over the entire composition and the other instruments must surrender but naturally and exctatically. Amazing composition!!!!!!
No puedo explicar todo lo que siento mientras escucho esto.Es como si mi alma saliera de mi cuerpo y viajara por lugares desconocidos, antiguos y misteriosos...
_The lace edging her dress flowed violently as she, along with the rest of them, danced along side the balcony. It was an old and squeaky balcony, probably because of the wind and the rain, but it’s still a nice way to spend your last night alive. Nobody had partners, they were all cherishing the last moments as independent beings. They danced deep into the night until their dresses and suits were soaking wet, their makeup washed off, their hair fallen down.. they knew the night was over._
The music alone reminded me of Van Helsing until I started reading the poem as well and it honestly does remind me of that masquerade scene! Especially when it mentions her single reflection in the mirror! That is one amazing song and poem! I hope to hear more amazing music!:)
You know i am so surprised of the amount of people who have mentioned that!! When writing that poem i had Van Helsing in mind, i was avoiding all twilight traits on vampires and keeping it as close to the Van Helsing perspective =) Thanks for the comment
+Peter Gundry | Composer I really appreciate that you looked to the Van Helsing perspective! Van Helsing I think was a well done film unlike what critics said- especially for the vampire lore. I cannot help but keep dancing around and using your music for my art. I actually was creating a story with two people involving a monster hunter going after a vampire but the monster hunter became ill so the vampire decided to care for the hunter out of pity and so I was drawing from both perspectives (as one wanted me to write for the hunter and another wanted me to write for the vampire for two separate things) and this was perfect! I wish I could show you what I drew because of your music!:) It was a pleasing experience!
+Peter Gundry | Composer Now that I think of it, your music has a Nox Arcana feel to it too. If you do not know who they are, Nox Arcana is a group that creates darker styled music and their music is used at places such as Universal during their Halloween Horror Nights and Busch Gardens.
“I am not a poet, I am a woman” And yet my presence brings Men down to their knees, Begging for a taste. A taste of exhilaration. I am not a poet, I am simply a woman. And yet I make flowers bloom with my laugh that vertebrates Throughout history. I am not a poet, I am a woman. And yet my cries are heard for generations to come. My thoughts bring passion and madness across globes And centuries of ruling fall down at my cries. I am a creature of power and they still Tell me that I am just a woman. I am more of a poet than Shakesphere. My words, no matter if in my mother tongue, Scream at the walls of men that stand before them. My presence sends men down to their knees, But not begging for a taste but for forgiveness. Cause they shall rue the day they call me simply a woman. For I am not just.
A dance with vitality Oh what a formality Well I guess it's time To alter reality A dance with wrath You do the math A dance with pride Possibilities open wide A dance with lust Amorés a must A dance with gluttony Consumption takes over me I could dance with envy But one would want to end me A Dance with greed That's not all they need Now a dance with sloth No future, amoth But tis true A dance with sin Is merely ....a dance from within ⛧⛧⛧⛧⛧⛧⛧
“My love, isn’t it perfect? You, me, just the two of us under the moonlight..” “Yes my darling- it’s much more than perfect... You’re really here Caspian..” “Oh sweetheart.. we’re immortals nothing can defeat our love..”
Hi I would assume you meant Enhypen instead of ethylene. 😊 It just happened that one of the song in their debut album have a gackground track that sounds similarly like this which may be a spoiler for their next comeback. hope that helps 😊
Writing practice ^^ "Would you like another drink, sir?" a voice said, startling Quentin out of his thoughts. He glanced at his, decidedly empty, glass and gave it to the butler, watching him as he scurried off to the bottles of champagne lining one of the tables. He chucked, seeing the poor man almost tripping up a baroness on the way back. 'Must be new.' Accepting his newly filled glass, he wandered off to the side of the ballroom, uninterested in whatever dance had stirred nearer the middle. He was sweaty enough as it is, feeling his hair more slicked than usual beneath his mask. Curse the bloody heat of summer evenings. He should have stayed home, he thought idly, shaking his head and leaning against the back wall. He brought the glass to his lips and was about to take a sip when he felt a prickle of heat on the back of his neck; that uncomfortable feeling when you know you're being watched. He glanced up from his bevarage, only to come face-to-face with a figure looming over him. "Bloody hell-!" he exclaimed, bringing a hand to his mouth in case he spat out any remaining residue of liquor, "Forgive me, I- christ almighty... Can I help you?" The figure snickered, raising an eyebrow behind their own mask. "Yes, I do believe you can." Quentin almost choked again at how deep this person's voice was- a man, clearly. He gave them a once over, noting how finely dressed he was (some kind of black, silky material for a blouse, but it shimmered in the light. A black, lacy corset and deep blue dress trousers. His mask was similarly blue and ostentatious in its feathered decoration). "I was just wondering," he continued, a coy smile tugging at his lips, "How such a handsome young man was standing all by his lonesome in such a wonderful party?" Quentin scoffed, rolling his Amber eyes and holding his glass with a bit of a tighter grip, "Don't tell me you're one of those types, are you?" "With all due respect, Mr. Valentine, that didn't answer my question." Quentin sighed, "If you know who I am then surely you are aware of how I dispise parties such as these. Socialising is certainly not my strong suit." The mystery man laughed again, this time a little heartier, "Well then, we absolutely must change that," he bowed, and a trail of long, black hair cascaded over his right shoulder. Quentin practically felt the penny drop as he realised just who it was he was speaking to. "I, Sir Polo Abbdius Macabre of the Macabre family and estate, welcome you to my party," he said with a devilish grin. *I wanted to write more but I felt like I was getting too into my story and decided to leave it there lol*
@@shreyyahk.a.8538 Well, I'd love to but it's going to be an entire book, so I doubt there'd be enough writing space to finish lol. Glad to hear you enjoyed it though ^^
"I want to be alone". I shouted at the people downstairs with their loud music playing and their yells directed to me, asking me to come dance with them as I shut my door closed. They were shouting and chaotic. It was raining. I both loved and hated the rain. It has always comforted me at times like this but at times its tiring. Pit-pat. Down it goes hoping it would wash my pain away as I sat down on my bed. After a while, the rain started to quiet and the people downstairs have become calm too. My bed was messy like always. Rumpled covers, disarranged pillows and a blanket with bits of tangled hairs. On the side was my cluttered desk. On top of it was my dim lamp , my pen, and my notebook wherein I write my thoughts and feelings. Like right now. I grabbed my pen and wrote what I first thought of. "I hate the people downstairs. They're always loud. They come ask me dance then talk shit at my face. I can still hear them yelling even though my doors are closed and they have calmed down. Their voices, echoing in my head. I wish they would just shut up and go away. Leave me alone. Please, just leave me alone. They always tell me bad stuff about myself, like I'm worthless but I know I'm not. Wait. Am I not? I'm so confused. They keep shouting and shouting. Them with the stupid dance. With the damn music. They're like a nightmare that keeps repeating. You can get away from them for a short period of time but they always come back with more details, more events, that are even worse than before. If only I could leave, but they're already a part of me." I record mostly everything in this notebook. Mostly. Sometimes its just too painful so I rip them out and throw away some of the pages. Too sad. Too cruel. I can't do anything about it though, this is my life, unless the people downstairs go away. Sometimes I wish I could just kill them, then I'll be free. I'll have a life. Painless and happy. If only that was an option, but no. No. I can't kill them. They can never go away. They will always be a part of me no matter what. Because the people downstairs are the voices in my head. The only way out is if I stopped writing, closed my notebook, and turned off my lamp, but then I would have lost. So for now, I guess I'll just be alone. Alone yet not alone. Dancing yet not enjoying the music. Note: Guyys I just wrote this impulsively. Sorry if there were grammatical errors if you ever see one. I hope you guys like it
_The lace edging her dress flowed violently as she, along with the rest of them, danced along side the balcony. It was an old and squeaky balcony, probably because of the wind and the rain, but it’s still a nice way to spend your last night alive. Nobody had partners, they were all cherishing the last moments as independent beings. They danced deep into the night until their dresses and suits were soaking wet, their makeup washed off, their hair fallen down.. they knew the night was over._
"That's because I'm the queen, " She whispers, shoving the hat down in the lad's face. A smirk reaches her lips and she turns gracefully, giving him one last glance before ultimately struting away, heels clicking on the ball room floor and her bright red gown flowing behind her.
PLEASE, PLEASE... READ!! With this song, a street in a charming 15th-century Romanian town comes to mind, lit only by the dim light of the moon and the timid lighting of some lanterns. The fine rain falls on the small village, while a young and attractive vampire with long jet black hair enjoys it, clinging to the streetlights. Letting the drops gently hit his face, soaking up the merriment, believing himself the king of the world. As he walks down the street, he spots a country tavern at the bottom of the hill serving homemade mead. He enters the tavern, shaking his hair and undoing a couple of buttons on his shirt, sits down on a bar stool. Right away he asks for a mead, he knows perfectly well that it will not suit him, but at the end of the day he was only 150 and had all eternity ahead of him. As he laughs out loud with an old sailor he has just met, he glimpses a beautiful lady outside. She looks porcelain, red-haired with curly, pale hair. He couldn't see her face, but the vampire was absolutely sure that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Love at first sight. Spellbound, the young man rushes to the subtle call of the girl, who sneaks through alleys. After a few minutes of chasing, the young woman finally stopped. From her back, the girl began to sing an old song in Latin, in a soft and fine voice, mesmerizing. Spellbound, the boy fell to his knees to the wet pavement and was flabbergasted when the woman turned in his direction. The woman began to levitate, emitting a slight flash from her back. His voice seemed more and more heavenly, there was something that made him unable to avoid hearing it. She approached the young man, gently stroked his chin, leaned close to his ear and whispered: "Life can be prolonged with immortality, but death will take fools." And with a smooth movement of his hands, she broke his neck. AUTO SPAM; IG: mmariiaam_ THANK U FOR READING!!
MUSIC USAGE : Use of this song or my music without a license / contract is strictly forbidden and breaching copyright laws will be handled accordingly with the law. Using music for beats , song releases , games , tv , film and all uses will be treated as a copyright breach. I am only writing this to save whomever uses my music in a wrongful capacity stress and financial loss. Its always a better practice to send me an email, talking about it and coming to an agreement like the rest of the industry who practice the right methods. Peter Gundry
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Hi! Could I perhaps use it in a chapter of my Wattpad story in the future? It would be included as this video. If not totally fine!
ALSO THIS MUSIC IS SO BEAUTIFUL AND ENCHANTING I loVe IT
ThanK YOU FOR TAKING YOUR TIME TO MAKE THIS AND POST IT
Hey so there is this subliminal maker who made a subliminal using this music but in her video the music is very different
@@misssavage9479 who is she and i too know subs
@@warriorspirit4094 subliminal storm
after listening to this i want to buy a dark ball gown, have a mysterious past and move into a castle in Romania
yesssss dude I legit wanna live and dress as a victorian noble. I would cry if I had the chance to live in a victorian mansion.
@@Hugatree1 count me in, my lady.
This reminds me of castlevania's alucard for some reason
Good for me then because I live in Romania and I was once at the castle of Dracula which is amazing
Everywhere around the world people want to be was born in the past . I think this shows the boringness of the current
When you finally find the genre of music that speaks to your SOUL
👌🏻👌🏻🤣
😂👍🙋♀️
yessir 😳
Same here.
exactly
The moon is my sun
The night is my day
Blood is life
And you are my prey
😍😍😍😍
Emo.
I love it.
😧🖤
💜💜💜
♡† 🌘✨
when I hear this music I can close my eyes and play a whole movie in my head
oh yeah, 😁😁💜💜me too.
Eu também, eu me imagino em uma festa fantasia onde toca essa música e eu estou dançando com um rapaz mascarado, a música termina mas momento algum ele diz seu nome, mas você quer saber quem é o rapaz então no filme da minha cabeça procuro esse rapaz na festa, porém não acho, mas em determinado momento o encontro, e tiro sua máscara, vejo um belo rapaz, com olhar misterioso e sorriso sedutor logo então tiro minha máscara revelando meu rosto, nisso nos conhecemos etc. Bem é minha imaginação 😂😂😂😂
Yep
It's the best huh, it's how I form stories and characters.
Can I watch it too? 🙃
This deserves to be in a movie, I will not lie.
I am buying the rights so I can put it in a play :)
Escape the Night season 2 is where it belonged ._.
I fully agree.
Agreed
@@Crazypurplewolves Anne Rice vampire chronicles. Lestat would be proud
Imagine being in a Ballroom with all these people in mask and well dressed and this song plays.
I see Van Hellsing to know what comes next.
It would be fun if I'm also in a mask and gown. I really loved fully masked events - I can just be myself and have fun since no one judges. Mask wearing during drama class was my favourite lesson
@@commonsenselyrics me too but you re lucky i m in turkey and we doesn't have drama lessons :(
You dance and dance among the crowd, with a partner in your hands. Up till the moment you two swoon by a large ballroom mirror, you gaze into it, only to see your own single reflection dancing alone in an empty room.
Fucking loved that movie.
😁😎👍right..love that movie..
HAHAHAHA you got my mind right mate!
"Would you like to dance?" His mask was a smile, but I could still sense the hunger in his eyes. I smiled behind my mask. It was almost a shame this final waltz would be his doom. He was quite amusing. "Only if you can keep up." I held the dagger behind me. Tonight, I would feast.
Where is this from
@@arcticgaming5806 I just made this up on the st while listening to the song. I like to do that sort of thing :)
Hi... pardon me, would you like to hear our "Vampire Song" at m.ruclips.net/video/KqhFXFe1SB4/видео.html hope you like 😉
you should be a writer. ı love this writing. pleaseee please write and publish a book. I really want to read ..
@@ninancy22 thank you! I'm actually am in the process of writing several stories that I hope to publish soon.
That picture is incredible
Its amazing ❤
Venice carnival
@@WarfightersWorkshop you legend , thank you ❤️
This comment section: *exists*
Wattpad writers: WRITE THAT DOWN WRITE THAT DOWN
😆
Lmaooo
aye yo 💀💀
😂😂😂
Everybody came here from all the mood playlists, don't l i e
"I do not say bleh-bleh-bleh-bleh"
-Dracula
Inspiring
That's my boy🤘
This cracks me up 🤣
This song reminds me of vampire life
@@houseofatomacousticguitar7508 Have you watched that movie yet?
*music starts*
Van Helsing: ah sh*t here we go again
Hahahahahah 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
XD
“Romania’s haunted”
“What?”
*loads crossbow* “Romania’s haunted”
omg Xddd
YAAASSS HAHAHAHH
After 9 years, still my favourite composition.
Does anyone else feel like owning a castle in Transylvania and having a 10man orchestra play this while you have dinner with your lover. Just the two of you, on one of those long tables under a chandelier.
✨
You should lower your expectations. You won't find a castle to stay in Transylvania because all are for tourism, and just that.
@@chicken.3660 that was a comment i made while feeling the song and trying to visualize an experience along with it. I dont actually want to own a castle. Thanks nevertheless.
No
In Norway or anywhere in Scandinavia there are available castles, I checked before!
Louis:
"Vampires pretending to be humans, pretending to be vampires."
Claudia:
"How avant- garde!"
Mitch Contreras isn’t this from Interview with the Vampire???
Yes! 👍
HAHAHAHA
One of my favorite series
thought nobody would remember that-
When you find out that you're 1% Romanian.
I'm actually Romanian and I feel like a vampire now. No just kidding, here in Romania we don't talk about vampires at all.
@@livia2301 We eat dogs in Ancient Greece.
@@carterk2343 what?
@@carterk2343 wtf?
Eh?
Como pessoas conseguem compor sons tão maravilhosos? Cada melodia, cada nota...que incrível
Me pergunto o mesmo
eu amoo
No son creaciones del autor, el autor canaliza a quienes quieren transmitir. Sin embargo es una melodía maravillosa que me transporta a un salón lleno de danzantes con máscaras.
Exatamente vei
My friend and I went to prom a few months ago. We had both dressed up in very showy and gothic attire for the event. We hated the mosh pit and honestly trashy modern rap music (with far too many swear words). So we snuck away a to a hallway in the school in the middle of the night. We used a speaker and played this song, dancing a proper waltz together. Due to how we were dressed as well as the grace with which we waltzed, it truly did feel like the Vampire Masquerade. Thank you, Peter Gundry, for the amazing music that got me my first kiss.
That's nice!
You’re the main character 😌💅🏼
AYYY CONGRATS
that is MAIN CHARACTER ENERGY
what in the wattpad
This is giving me some strong vampire wattpad vibes and im here for it
Will u make D.O a vampire in the story?😂😂😂😭😭❤❤
Sameeeèeeeeeee
Kyungiee
Yooooo same 🍷
*i'm a vampire now* thank u, next
Wow hello vampire lady, I'm a devil nice to meet you
А я з Сіріуса
Wuajajajaj 😂😂😂
I was a Vampyre before I listened
CIEL?! WHAT?! BUT YOU'RE A DEMON?!?!?!? WHAT WILL SEBASTIAN SAY?!
I wonder if Peter Gundry realizes how much his music makes alot of us feel? Idk, it just brings life back into me. It takes me to another place I don't wanna leave, just to come back here again.
real!!!
The mysterious man bestowed upon the woman standing alone during the masquerade ball.
"Why I wonder, is a lovely rose such as yourself, at the abyss of the room, all alone?'
The brunette raised her head up to see a handsome man before her, gesturing his hand out for the young maiden. The girls cheeks went crimson as she ushered a hand to him.
"May I say, anticipating how long it would take for a man like you to bestow upon me with such, charms."
The mysterious figure gently kissed her hand that was displayed before him, looking back up at her with an amused smile.
"I am Elijah, Son of King Herald"
"Elizabeth"
Elijah raised his brow, wondering where this Elizabeth came from, was she royal? a duchess or widow? He never heard of this woman among the palace, but in this haunting night he knew one thing was for certain.
He was utterly bewitched by her.
She led him out to the centre of the ball room, with their steady eyes amongst one another,
They began to waltz.
Swaying to the sweet melody being strung by the orchestra, Elizabeth's dress vividly moved with every long stride they took. Elijah captivated by her lonely blue eyes, Elizabeth longing for his deep amber ones.
Elijah lifted her up in the air, gripping onto her torso which was strung tightly by a corset. For a brief moment Elizabeth felt like she was flying amongst the wind.
In his arms it felt as if.. time never existed. Elizabeth soon forgot about her worries, sorrows wouldn't catch her, damnation was far away and the fiery pit would wait for Elizabeth for eternity.
Son cœur a été frappé par cupids arc. Her heart was struck by cupids bow.
Star-struck by the love she was feeling, Elizabeth hadn't noticed her mask had loosened and fallen off, drifting to the polished floor.
Revealing her true eyes, Red and scarlet, like a rose.
The mask concealed her beauty, but also her secret.
"Good Heavens Elijah you are dancing with a witch!"
Elijah startled, pushed the maiden away from him. Elizabeth felt her whole world crumble, her daze replaced by a lingering fear. The maiden found it difficult to breath as hordes of people surrounded the girl, cursing her name.
Torches lit by flames, Sour expressions and evil thoughts caressed the minds of them, but overall the fear of the unknown drowned their thoughts.
Elijah gripped her hand dragging her away from the mob soon awaiting her. Dashing from the ball down the castle steps, past the gargoyles and far along the forest. Her dress torn and his attire ruined, the lovers dashed through the rainy night together, Into the night Elijah took Elizabeth.
Swearing to protect his one, true love.
Wow.
this deserves more attention, its soo good, if your old enough you should try and make a book an publish it! I would definitely read it !!!
@@Multiverse449 aww thanks that actually means so much to me
I love it 😍
Nice
The comments section: I have decided that I'm a poet and writer
Casper 😭😂😂
😂
On a fateful night, a girl walks into a masquerade. Everyone is dancing, from the old to the young, the rich to the slightly less rich. But something feels off, the atmosphere.
A few minutes later which felt like an eternity, everyone's.... everything seems to be melting, eyes, hair, nails, skin. Everyone is a skeleton now, revealing that they were a part of death all along. The welcome feeling of death suffocates the girl.
As the dead carry on dancing, it seems like the only instrument that's playing is the violin. At the end, it seems like the only people in the room is that girl and the violin player, the girl is enchanted by the playing. She carelessly creeps up to the violinist. Violinist pays her no mind. The girl senses a strange feeling of urgency to stop in her tracks.
The violinist picks up their head to reveal no pupils and teeth as sharp as thorns. Though they have no pupils, the girl still feels that icy stare.
Run.
(I have decided to become a writer because of your comment, thank you and you're welcome)
Edit- thank you for all the love ❤, unfortunately I'm not actually a writer and I don't have any work published anywhere, nor will I write more at the moment in time. But thank you for all the compliments, much love ❤.
Lolol
RIGGGHHTTTT???
This sounds like it should be the theme of a delightfully dark and mischievous character. They'd be charismatic and proper, and yet they'd also know exactly how to get into a whole lot of trouble.
They'd also be a _fantastic_ dancer.
i like ur thinking
Good Lord, I actually created a character precisely like that! How did you know?
You should check Enhypen's outro:cross the line.
@@Lyrata
I just checked it out. That was really cool!!
@@annapplegoldfinch6931
Great minds think alike, I suppose!! ;D
I can see me and my love dancing to this beautiful music. In a raining night. Alone in a dark castle.
what i want in a relationship fr
All of my 1652 squad will remember when they played this at the school discos.
Yes, indeed 😌
It was such a frivolous night, afterwards my lovely partner showed me a hint of her ankle
@@eeeeeeee7774 i say! i’ve never seen one but my own!
My mother would always scold me for coming home late thinking I would show my ankle to a man! She doesn’t trust me but I only want to listen to the music.
@@eeeeeeee7774 no way
Finally. A music genre that actually matches my lifestyle
I'm so happy that I found this channel too!
Preach
Are you a 17th-century noble living in a shabby castle in Eastern Europe ?
same bestie
@@thatbitchnoemie lol 😂😂😂
Just wanna provide some lyrics ya'll. Enjoy:
Dark as the masquerade/ tonight
Unveil each mask with blood/ and tragic lies
Deep down the hall escape/ fear light,
For eyes are dark and black/ each stars are blind
She's the end of day/ fallen,
Night is near/ of death
He's the start of life/ risen,
Sun sets fire/ they left
Burn their skin with fear/
Masquerade is here/
Dark as the masquerade/ tonight
Unveil each mask with blood/ and tragic lies
Deep down the hall escape/ fear light,
For eyes are dark and black/ each stars are blind
The moon, the sun, the sky/ above,
Has made the vampire quench/ and kill for love,
Dark as the masquerade/ delight,
For hearts are dark and black/ the Gods are blind.
p.s. this is an original, got inspired by the song is all :>
That’s some good lyrics. As a poet/writer I was drawn to the lyrics, good work 🥰🥰
Only to delight you his his thirst was greater than for a love for no one knew why he couldn't love so only to this he knew the love he seen was to shallow. The end.
@Ligeia D'Aurevilly sure thing :)
this absolutely amazing wtf, holy shit
I was singing the lyrics
I’m proud to be Bavarian and Romanian ❤ this composer is really great… my great grandfather was a composer as well… the church he played in looks very medieval
Why don't real artists like him get a Grammy????
This song is such an amazing piece of art!
Cause Grammy is a joke 👺
@@spoonless9227 *scammys*
@@jothesimp842 just heard it
It's rather influenced than stolen imo
And basically waltz is like that only
Even I learnt this rhythm pattern from my guitar teacher
It's because this music is containing of dark music and does not following like the other artists like pop , country , reggae ,tech , jazz . Like none of them
Oh and also rock does not included
When i listen to a song like this i dont just listen to it. I imagine a story through it. I know it doesn't have any lyrics but i still feel like it tells me a story. Idk if im just being weird lol.
Nice to know that im not alone. me too. i always imagine/daydream a scenario in my head with music.
Me too men xd
9 year old epic gamer soldier same here
Indeed
@@imnotaweebiswear5050 omg same
And so they danced.
A vivid spectacle of bodies moving in harmony. They spun and swayed and smiled as one to the sound of The Vampire Masquerade. A golden sheen befell the hall through the splinters of light that caught the gems on the chandelier and showered the guests with a honey dew. Magnificent floral pieces of pashmina and satin sheathed the blushing ladies while the ebony suited men braved their hearts and lead their counter-parts in the waltz. Among them stood one apart from the rest. With his royal blue jacket and dark grey trousers, and eyes that shone like a cat on a throne; he was seen in glimpses here and there. Some saw him dancing with a dame while others fell their gaze at the figure watching them from above, on the higher balcony; wherever he was his eyes remained fixed on one. She wore an emerald gown, iridescent with embroidered gems. Her eyes, blue like a stormy ocean, shot arrows of supremacy at any fool who dared to look. She entranced the mystery man who seemed ever so desperate to be acquainted. Through the beating maze of masked phantoms they made their way to each other. Swift and sure their beating hearts led them closer; both challenging the other's every move with their own. They reached a breath away from each other and the woman whispers in to his ear, "Who are you?"
The man pulls his lips to her neck and finishes, "Vlad, my dear. But around here they seem to call me Dracula."
And so they danced.
I got a little carried away .. 😅
Wow such a good story and great movie scene. i love it
Stunning. I love your imagination!
Oh my lord, that was GLORIOUS!
I could imagine it so vividly, that I can see *every* detail- in the satin, the gems, the glowing light...
You, my friend, need to be an author!
I will read every one of your books! haha
My dear, you're glorious ballroom has appealed to me. I adore vampires. Always have, always will.
This artist need an award cuz this song won my heart and soul 🎉💐🖤❤️
The song made me feel more of a circus vibe a CREEPY one.
oi
Hi... pardon me, would you like to hear our "Vampire Song" at m.ruclips.net/video/KqhFXFe1SB4/видео.html hope you like 😉
nah I felt more of a masquerade feel def
heneral, ano ang ginagawa mo dito?
@@carlsacel7222 naalala niya yung mga nakaraang taon na nasa Europa siya; o espanya.
Every time I return to this, I can never seem to find myself in a bad mood. Thank you, Mr. Gundry, you are a brilliant composer.
Thank you so much, really happy you enjoy it!
Me: *normal*
My brain and thoughts: *living in a fantasy, mythical and mysterious world*
Literally me...
Don't worry..that's how my brain works too...
Reason for reporting:
I've been exposed
Hehe me too
Me too
Maybe we already are in that world but we need to discover all that interesting and magical things we don't know very mutch about our planet but what about the entire universe ? I want to go in a travel with one of my best friends in searching of immortality we wish to fiind it but at all if we will die atleast we die happy.. 🤷♂️🤷♂️💪💪💪
Oh come along and join,the dance
Now come join in and take, a chance
So dance and spin and fly,with me
Together we shall dance eternally.
Oh come and join the waltz,my friend,we will have,a ball
Oh come and join ,my love, don't fear the sun,above
Come and join my friends,and dance till the end...
*Oh come and dance along, with me! The night is long,we hunt eternally! so dance and feed and fight, with me! Together we shall rule for eternity!*
Oh come along and join,the dance, And slip into a endless peaceful trance.
So dance and live and die,with me, for who could be alone for centuries?
qué ganas tan fuertes de que me saquen a bailar esta pieza de arte. Simplemente magnífica.
Es hermoso
✨
Ya la baile
de pana
Me concedes la pieza ? 👋🏼
Hey everyone =) Here is a new Dark Vampiric themed waltz called "The Vampire Masquerade" . I really hope you enjoy the song!! Here is a poem i wrote for it ( I thought i would give it a try =)
Thousands Gather this time of year
A time to mask the face most fear
The bloody grin stays Hidden
Stare into my eyes, the forbidden
So spin, spin and spin
Dance to the sound of the violin
Her heart beats faster as i draw nearer
A single reflection sways in the mirror
So spin, spin and spin
Let the music draw you in
I choose your eternal life over blood
Forever Spin, spin and spin
Have a great weekend =)
ruclips.net/video/dUNOfNad59Q/видео.html
Predrag Milosavljevic Thank you =D
Love it *****!!
great song Peter
i also love the poem haha =)
RussianBMXCrew Thank you so much man =) Means a lot coming from you with your amazing poetry
Amy Ross-Bottom Thank you so much Amy =) Yes they are perfect with one another =)
Everyone is saying they imagine a masquerade ball an I the only one who imagine me being at a carnival
Yeah....you want to ride a roller coaster but those haunted house at the end of the corner thrill you more then to ride a roller coaster...and when you want to enter the haunted house...this music starts playing and you dance through the hallway inside the house with a smile....and who is your partner....your reflection on the mirror is your partner...together let this music flow into your vein....and you dance and dance until the clock strike at midnight you disappear...and somehow you're already becoming a famous person because people can't stop talking about your disappearance...maybe you already dead...who knows...because when this music stops playing...you're already gone...to the peculiar world with your partner.....
I imagine myself on a ship and a storm is coming and the part where the music is intense is when we're battling to save the ship... And our lives
I imagine myself dressed in black and going to kill the king in his sleep and become king instead. Sitting on that throne and having the crown on my head while his daughters all watch because his sons have all been killed and they are next
@@justme-do9qi exactly thats it thank you
Rosey Tayler i imagine in between
last Halloween I dance all night imagined that I'm dancing with vampire. It was moonlight and he kissed me. Love it . thank you so much for this music Peter! ♥️
With our last step
We dance across this line
Into a new world
Evening shadows fall
And it must follow, as the night the day
We wait for our given days and sleep
What days may come
As the sun must rise again
La la, la la la la la la la la la la
La la, la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la, la la la la la la
La la la la
La la la la la, la la
La la la la
La la la la, la la la la la la
La la la la la, la la la la la la
Days like a flipped carnival
Where up is down and down is up
And life is mixed with death
Are what we must survive
If I wake from dreamless sleep
May tomorrow begin like a dream
-----Engene pasti paham😂
hahaha, why are so many people commenting from this other video?
@@23Alchemist23 We're here because of ENHYPEN'S theory comeback hehehe
_The lace edging her dress flowed violently as she, along with the rest of them, danced along side the balcony. It was an old and squeaky balcony, probably because of the wind and the rain, but it’s still a nice way to spend your last night alive. Nobody had partners, they were all cherishing the last moments as independent beings. They danced deep into the night until their dresses and suits were soaking wet, their makeup washed off, their hair fallen down.. they knew the night was over._
@@zango3134 holy shit this is so good
@@kazuhasolos8528 HAH LMAO I don’t write I was joining in in this “I’m all of a sudden a poet” trend here in this comment section 🤣
Shit, I really want to become vampire so badly
Me 2
Me 3
me 4
me 5 then
me 6
*_Honestly I'm here for the comments...the music is a bonus_*
Lol right ? Im being really creative thinking people who wrote they are dancing im literalyy thinking they dancing like few centuries dance moves or dancing in circle of the room. In the dark tho >:)
Lol right ? Im being really creative thinking people who wrote they are dancing im literalyy thinking they dancing like few centuries dance moves or dancing in circle of the room.
I love your user name
You're so narrow minded if u only came for the comments and not the content like LOL
@@Michalski0000 um ok
This song takes my soul everytime
I can just imagine it right now:
*"A Vampire Ball held at Dracula's Castle on a dark moonlit night. All the Vampires dressed in their most gothic ball gowns and dashing tuxedos dancing the night away. Then, I see two little vampire girls sneaking downstairs to see the ball and the people who were there. They see Dracula dancing with a maiden in a red ball gown as he prepares to make her his undead bride."*
If you haven't seen it yet you should look up the Ball scene from Van Helsing!! That's pretty much how it goes.. down to the red dress even! No little vampire children though. 🤩
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Exactly ❤️❤️
Van helsing dance!!
Garnet i love the part where they show the mirror and it’s just her and you’re like oooh fudge they’re all vampires
"I heard that you dance."
The lady sipped her red wine, smiling as she set it down. "It's true. I do. There's a certain grace and beauty in the movements of dance. I am free and able to fly when I dance."
"I heard your dance is most exquisite."
The lady's green eyes glimmered in the darkness as she cocked her head elegantly to his side. "Yes, it is."
"Can you dance for me?"
"Why would I?" The lady played with a red ruby embedded on her ring, observing him with a hawk-like eye.
"The King wants you to. He has asked me to assess the level of your dancing skills before asking you to come to him."
Five words was all she heard- _The King wants you to._
She shuddered and fell off her stool, knocking the glass of red wine in the process. The glass shattered, and a shard of glass cut her palm. Blood oozed out on her palm, just like her bleeding heart.
Her world came to a screeching halt when the man towered over her, grabbing her knee as she tried to crawl away. To crawl to her escape.
_He has found me. The King has found me._
She thought of the daughter she had lost, the life of glitz and glamour that she was forced to give up, of the things that the King took away from her. Her heart hardened, and she kicked the man hard enough to free herself momentarily from his grasp.
Before he could even get up, she grabbed a nearby candlestick and swung it on his head. The man grunted as he lay in a pool of crimson blood.
_I will not suffer because of him anymore. Never again._
As she made her way out of the hallway, her life ended on a silent note when a bullet hit her heart.
As she lay on the floor in her golden gown, she knew what the autopsy report would say.
_Killed by a gun with a muffler._
Her life end's summarised with a mere seven words. _Just like how the King liked it._ _Short and sweet._
Daannnggg I was not expecting that
WOW, what a twist. Loved it!
@@asimpfornewt267 IKR?
@@andrewcheedle _The lace edging her dress flowed violently as she, along with the rest of them, danced along side the balcony. It was an old and squeaky balcony, probably because of the wind and the rain, but it’s still a nice way to spend your last night alive. Nobody had partners, they were all cherishing the last moments as independent beings. They danced deep into the night until their dresses and suits were soaking wet, their makeup washed off, their hair fallen down.. they knew the night was over._
one word: *D A M N*
"Thousands Gather this time of year,
A time to mask the face most fear.
The bloody grin stays Hidden,
Stare into my eyes, the forbidden.
"So spin, spin and spin.
Dance to the sound of the violin.
Her heart beats faster as I draw nearer,
A single reflection sways in the mirror.
"So spin, spin and spin,
Let the music draw you in.
I choose your eternal life over blood,
Forever Spin, spin and spin."
-Lyrics by Peter Gundry
Yep that was in the screen
😂
I still have no idea
Ahhh now I found my music genre, this feeds my soul like no drug ever could 🩸
No normal person:
My brain: Let us dive into the medieval French, a lovely white bright mansion, a New Orleans French Quarter, and let us die.
De hecho es la italia mediaeval
Gloriam Mercado the originals and vampire diaries 🖤🖤
Actually I'm on a RPG platform that sets place in the mediaeval France and we used this song on a video describing our history
My character in the Duke of Orleans!
Why of all places madame do you choose New Orleans
It could have been Venice or Paris
Why New Orleans, just Wondering.
Orleans bcuz THERES a series names originals and there are vampires and they are from New Orleans and btw the series is 18 plus 😏
For some strange reason listening to this i feel nostalgic, like I've danced to this before 🎶
Little Flower probably in your past life, I think we were all vampires
Past life probably
Same I feel like crying when I listen to this like sadness
Reincarnation or Deja vu
It's actually a common tune so maybe
maybe in your parallel life , u are a vampire dancing to this beautiful melody , maybe we all are ...
Has anyone else ever been like...transported to a past life memory from music?
My brain composed a whole other universe and put me as the main character whose life has changed as the music plays in the background.
@@geniuswithacapitalk OMG SAME
Yes, I listened to a song from 1913 and I heard in my head the sounds of children playing in the park, large crowds chattering... I saw people holding hands in the park, street vendors yelling to sell shaved ice to beat the summer heat and saw people drinking from water fountains by the city park trail..
SO YES, I was transported to my past life in 2019, before covid-19.
It's very normal to get memories of your past life by music from the time you lived. I'm a witch and I can help you if you want. You can DM me on instagram. My @ is rubberduckie_youretheone
@Roselynn Sprinkles ofc I can help! Just send me a DM on Instagram!
We all gathered under the lustrous chandelier high above. The marbled floor, as shiny as ever, and our steps echoed through the hall.
This day marks the annual grand ball. Despite the sense of familiarity with the surroundings, this year's event felt somehow different. Even with our masks on, there was no doubt that our eyes were telling that that we were all thinking the same thing. The orchestra that was playing was enchantingly beautiful, the lights were brighter, and our attire, men and women, were the fanciest amongst all the past years.
As we danced, we knew by then that a tragic end was awaiting us all.
(Welp I tried lol)
There was the wicked wind
Wandering around for a feast
There was the wild wind
Hovering like a feisty beast
There was the savage wind
Preying on a bird's nest
On a weakened tree,
On fragile webs
There was the thirsty wind
Spinning on a violin's cry
Playing with the rain's tears
Making them dance and fly
I hear of a Thunder's call
I stare into the wind's eyes
Bloody and cold, They went into a roll
Unveiling the games and the lies within my soul
There was a girl alone
Whom fate had to summon
She swayed her hands on a violin's melody
Making the wind fall tragically
There was the surprised wind
Admiring his mesmerizing thief
There was the dead wind
Forever lost in its grief...
fuckin amazing
lovely
Thank uuu ♡
Nora RRR Beautiful, I hope you see my comment. I made a fan fiction about it!
Wild Hope I hope I can read it some day 😄 I would love to
Here is a a couple similar waltz's if you are looking for more!! Thanks for all of the support !!
1.ruclips.net/video/5mk9f8QTdI0/видео.html
2.ruclips.net/video/Q2fk4Ia1IZs/видео.html
oh please more whimsical waltzes like this one please, please please, subscribing now!!!
Peter Gundry | Composer Wow. So smoothly done
Wow did you make this?
perdon , pero podria usar su musica para una parte de mi video ?
por fabor , y de paso pondre el nombre de su canal y su conposision debajo del video que contenga parte de su musica
Peter Gundry | Composer I love your song!!!!! It's epic more than it is!!!!! I'm going to invite you to go to my RUclips channel to subscribe me!!!!❤❤❤❤❤
I'm a religious person but I don't know why I love vampires and witches so bad.
I though it was just me.
@@makayla8210 I thought I was alone too hahahaha
they were there thousands of years before any current religion^^
@@Amphitera really? 😍
Same! Mythical creatures just entice us, and that is part of the charm.
me encantaba este video, no fue hasta que deje de escucharlo y deseaba volver a encontrarlo, pero solo me acordaba del ritmo, no se si fui bendecido o algo, pero ahora lo voy a guardar en todas las carpetas que tengo! (este video me da tantas ganas de dibujar y crear un montón de personajes!)
Today I was on a Circus called The Haunted Circus in Sevilla, Spain and they played this song. It was magical, I love it. Thanks God I knew Peter Gundry before.
I'm running a masquerade arc in my D&D session and I used this song to introduce the villan and one of my players was immediately like "We're messing with vampires!?"
Aion XD how well did that go lol?
Aion
First rule of DMing: Never expect your campaign to go as you expect. My friends and I got into a fight with a boss that was too strong for us (meant to be fought at a later time). We ended up nuking the area with some fire crystals we obtained at the beginning of the campaign, completely bipassing the boss.
Sounds like a fun campaign.
Tefling Monk here so um yeah my best friend (DM) called ne raceist for being a tefling
Jajajajajajajaja
for the hopeless romantics out there:
A thousand years alone
Then her...
And there you were and I was not alone, alone...
I called your name aloud
I sang...
The music of my voice suppressed your fear, your fear....
Every night I walk
I stalk...
My dinner to live...
Every night I walk
I hunt...
Moonlight guides my path...
i am not alive
i am not alive
a thousand years alone
then her
and there you were and i was not alone
i followed you too close
my dear
now you will join me in eternal death
a thousand years alone
then her
and there you were and i was not alone
alone
a thousand years alone
then her
and there you were and i was not alone...
🥰
I loved singing along
This was actually very beautiful
OMG THIS IS AWESOME! I LIVE FOR THISS
Love it
This track feels like a masquerade. In this masquerade, there's a couple dancing on and shining in glory. Meanwhile, grim deeds are taking place. To celebrate the success of their plans, the dance is led to bedroom. There's where one betrays another and drives a dagger through his heart while making love. She makes her way far from the scene to look upon her masterpiece, feeling content and drinking her wine.
I'm studying Romanian literature I need this song
oh lord how is that going, im actually shook anyone is willing to learn it lol
sang woo 🤩🤩💕💕✨✨✨
Please don’t break anyone’s ankles
Sangwoo I love you so baaaaad (and you can break my ankles if you like👉🏻👈🏻)
romanian music is rythmic balkanic, happy, mostly flutes, this is western european french/italian music
look up haiduceasca
I imagined a bunch of mask peoples dancing around in my room.
That's scary
Your profile pic is what I felt
Yes thats exactly what I was thinking
If it was 3am and I see masked people dancing in my dark ass room I would literally shit my self 😭😩
@@eijirokirishima1842 kirishima-kun iS tHaT yOu?!
The real kicker here is at 1:58
wooord
@@greybaphomet8261 wooord
@@grahamaltemare1376 wooord
@@zaklinapaun5908 Wooord
@@karina_animal_crossing437 wooord
Hermosa pieza auditiva, con tan solo escuchar aquellos instrumentos, siento el compas del alma marchando hacia la paz.
I imagine an Olde Vampyre mingling with the crowd, smiling charmingly to all his guests and making sure that no one is displeased with any aspect of his party. He's had years to perfect being a host after all, and it wouldn't do for the main course to be spoiled by unhappy moods from guest or victim alike.
Then someone he doesn't know, someone uninvited appears at his shoulder, asking him to dance. Gasps ring out as not only did someone ask the Master of the Estate to dance, it was a woman! Curling red hair spilling down one shoulder and onto her glimmering gown of greens and blues, with a pearl inlaid mask to match. Gracious as always, and mildly amused by this intruder to his perfect party, he accepts.
She is skilled, of that there is no doubt. On the dance floor none can take their eyes away from the pair, for she contains grace that no dame on the floor possesses, and he the skill of a millennia, outstripping the variety of strutting peacocks decorating the ballroom. For the Master, none had intrigued him so for quite some time, and he enjoyed their dance thoroughly. But, the warmth in her hands and the pulse in her pale, swan like neck told that she was but to be another meal. Perhaps a savored dessert...
As the party came to an end, and the orchestra's notes slowed to a stop, a woman exited the estate that morning. Head held high and a pleased smile on her lips, her dress of red and mask of rubies was a fair testimony to the trail of crimson she left behind. A perfect party has only the most dramatic of ends after all, and she had been happy to assist if it meant she could claim another Olde One as her prey.
That was unexpected!
👍🏻 Good job
Did you ever think of writing a vampire novel? You're very talented.
I've read a few of these stories, and to be frank, this was the most intriguing! Please, do keep writing.
It's so funny how I'm tryied to play this masterpiece on a violin and I found the notes in the first time as if I Knew them.
You should make a video on that, I'd watch it!
@@Scothulu Yes yeees, in fact I am planning to record three videos, I already learned several songs from him on the violin but I am trying to save money for a good camera.
Subscribed! Can’t wait to listen to them! ☺️
[ ᴅᴏᴄᴛᴏʀᴀ ꜱᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ ] imagine being that talented
@@simpdestructor انامنتظرة لسماعها😍❤
My pet bat listened to this
Now he's Count Dracula
I made my cats listen to it
I'm sure they're asleep 😁
More like Count Batular.
Hahahahaha ❤️
see hes a Vampire bat....you found out later......
Do you actually have a pet bat i have 2 they are named robert and Rupert
Who is watching in October 2024 ?
😮
Omg. Mee
Me
Me😃
Me
Everyone's imagining stories and poems, while i'm over here thinking up an entire dance that has a mixture between a ballroom waltz, and contemporary dancing. This music IS really pretty though, and hauntingly awesome, so i say to all the writers here: happy creating!
I never thought I will be dancing to waltz at 1am alone. 😂
And telling people
Same here
Who said that you are alone?
Not alone girl not alone ..
Me too😂
Ur not alone love 😊
Turn and toss
Swing or skip
Bounce and hop
Gambol or frolic
A cursed greeting,
forever repeating
A cursive sound,
the guests forever bound
Glinting fangs of entities
Creatures with unknown identities
A blind eye to their facades
Guests showing blatant disregard
Turn and toss
Swing or skip
Bounce and hop
Gambol or frolic
The dance of death
The waltz of horror
taking their last breath-
a slow torture
Stomach a' churning
A diet of red,
the entities are yearning
as they are not well fed
Turn and toss
Swing or skip
Bounce and hop
Gambol or frolic
There will be bloodshed.
[sorry if this sounds a bit weird, English is not my first language!]
This was absolutely beautiful ❤️
You kidding me? This is one of the best I read in the comments
i assure you it is nowhere weird
it's beautiful, like a poem whispered generation to generation
English isn’t my first language either and this is so pretty 😊
It’s perfect 👌🏻
5 years later I come back to this.. Absolute mysterious, ominous, yet beautiful, charming piece.. Bravo!
Makes you really wanna host a party somewhere in the mystic locations in the formers lands of Wallachia, Romania. There'd be a thunderous sound, Then suddenly, out of nowhere, everyone would come in umbric, gothic costumes (you would assume), start dancing away the ominous night, you would notice strange dancing patterns you have never seen before, then realize.. this is not an ordinary party dance, you felt the odd one out, you were dancing, everyone else was waltzing, this continued on, but as you felt the music calm down.. you *knew* something was about to happen, then the music boomed as everyone reveals themselves to be a vampire! However you felt no fear, no panic, no fight or flight, you would then feel seduced by them, you then start waltzing like them despite having no knowledge you just somehow are doing it.., and one of them grabs you and turns you, you then felt understood and everyone would waltz in this glorious, endless waltz, and as the music calms down, you feel the loop and you would waltz on and on and on and on.. and on and on.. in this endless yet charming loop.
It's scary how creative someone can get just by listening to a piece of music. That's how powerful it is! Again Bravo!
Yeah I utilize RUclipss playlist feature as well. It's great for not having to remember all those tracks you found before.
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Hmm, I shall type a story...
*YOU EXPECTED A STORY BUT IT WAS ME! DIO!*
KONO DIO DA! lol dude 😜
Yare yare daze
LMAOO
SONO CHI NO SADAME!!
You lie to me [°~°]>
In a castle surrounded by huge walls the cool wind was blowing her black hair away .Instantaneously she felt a shadow behind her and looked into the most beautiful ,crimson eyes she has ever seen .She felt a strange familiar feeling and longing from that man , he elegantly twirled the wine in his glass and spoke with a deep yet mellow voice ,calm yet full of sorrow"Do u rember me my dear?" those few words of that mysterious stranger left her in a trance . she felt a strange throbbing pain in her head recalling the memories which were buried centuries ago. The moon ,he who had witnessed everything in the past ,yet once again Witnessing the history forgotten.The bright moon iluminating the dark sky which was once silver turned crimson,just like the mysteriously charming yet familiar stranger's eyes everyone in the banquet hall froze up ,as if the time has been stopped she slowly opened her CRIMSON red eyes revealed her fangs as if she has become a different being .The blood flowing in her viens which was forgotten was awakened once again ;yes, a vampire the creature she was afraid of the most.She spoke with an angelic voice ,soothing yet full of despair " how can I forget u my dear? THIS TIME nothing can apart us ",yes she was Rosalyn the princess of vampire's who was killed by her own people for loving a human who was Duke Aloysius De Roy .He dashed and hugged her ,humming a nostalgic hymn while laughing sinisterly .He slowly revealed his fangs and said "dearest Rosalyn in previous life I could never make u mine but in this life I will fight death for you ".She froze up when she realized he was Lucardious, the reason of Aloysius and her death.
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this would be sexier with commas and periods bc im reading it with a fast-paced mental voice like it's being said all in one breath
To this story goes way back pumpkin
This has got to be the longest scentince- oh wait it doesn't end.
Just use full stop's and you are repeating same words many many times and like many ppl over here u over complimented the text.
I love when the violin is relaxed and vulnerable and coming slowly in spontanously, like an awakening of all the feelings that others would hide, but than it takes over the entire composition and the other instruments must surrender but naturally and exctatically. Amazing composition!!!!!!
No puedo explicar todo lo que siento mientras escucho esto.Es como si mi alma saliera de mi cuerpo y viajara por lugares desconocidos, antiguos y misteriosos...
Exacto!!!Exactly!!!! Igual yo. Se siente algo bonito
@@erniecorvinusdiaz460 sientes 3 hectáreas de vrg XD
Siento exactamente lo mismo
Estoy enamorada de esta pieza, no deja de sonar en mi cabeza🦇🦇🐁
Es muy hermoso
Definitivamente Es muy bella la pieza
Can't stop hitting the replay button! Stay awesome
Consider looping it by right-clicking on the video :))
Skye Voya - I'm listening first time thinking...3:11...just keep hitting repeat...
Skye Voya ok emo
I've fallen in love with this song. It's precisely the dark and mysterious song I was looking for!
agreed with you! :-)
its a waltz not a song
Haha same.
The feeling I get when I listen to this is just ✨️
The comment section: Im a poet and a writer.
Peter Gundry: Im an artist, musician and poet.
oiii
_The lace edging her dress flowed violently as she, along with the rest of them, danced along side the balcony. It was an old and squeaky balcony, probably because of the wind and the rain, but it’s still a nice way to spend your last night alive. Nobody had partners, they were all cherishing the last moments as independent beings. They danced deep into the night until their dresses and suits were soaking wet, their makeup washed off, their hair fallen down.. they knew the night was over._
Me: Why am I here?
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The music alone reminded me of Van Helsing until I started reading the poem as well and it honestly does remind me of that masquerade scene! Especially when it mentions her single reflection in the mirror! That is one amazing song and poem! I hope to hear more amazing music!:)
You know i am so surprised of the amount of people who have mentioned that!! When writing that poem i had Van Helsing in mind, i was avoiding all twilight traits on vampires and keeping it as close to the Van Helsing perspective =) Thanks for the comment
+Peter Gundry | Composer I really appreciate that you looked to the Van Helsing perspective! Van Helsing I think was a well done film unlike what critics said- especially for the vampire lore. I cannot help but keep dancing around and using your music for my art. I actually was creating a story with two people involving a monster hunter going after a vampire but the monster hunter became ill so the vampire decided to care for the hunter out of pity and so I was drawing from both perspectives (as one wanted me to write for the hunter and another wanted me to write for the vampire for two separate things) and this was perfect! I wish I could show you what I drew because of your music!:) It was a pleasing experience!
+Peter Gundry | Composer Now that I think of it, your music has a Nox Arcana feel to it too. If you do not know who they are, Nox Arcana is a group that creates darker styled music and their music is used at places such as Universal during their Halloween Horror Nights and Busch Gardens.
يا له من أمر رائع أن يكون لدينا مثل هذه التحفة الفنية )
“I am not a poet, I am a woman”
And yet my presence brings
Men down to their knees,
Begging for a taste.
A taste of exhilaration.
I am not a poet, I am simply a woman.
And yet I make flowers bloom with my laugh
that vertebrates
Throughout history.
I am not a poet, I am a woman.
And yet my cries are heard for generations to come.
My thoughts bring passion and madness across globes
And centuries of ruling fall down at my cries.
I am a creature of power and they still
Tell me that I am just a woman.
I am more of a poet than Shakesphere.
My words, no matter if in my mother tongue,
Scream at the walls of men that stand before them.
My presence sends men down to their knees,
But not begging for a taste but for forgiveness.
Cause they shall rue the day they call me simply a woman.
For I am not just.
Breathtaking 😩🖤
Holy- that was good-
🥴
Reminds me of Marie Antoinette
😲
A dance with sin, a dance with death, a dance with ambition, a dance with vitality.
Just something that came to me randomly.
sound beautiful ! :)
You should add betrayal, to me I hear betrayal, passion and consequence. I hear the passage through life in this piece, not unlike yourself Liam.
A dance with vitality
Oh what a formality
Well I guess it's time
To alter reality
A dance with wrath
You do the math
A dance with pride
Possibilities open wide
A dance with lust
Amorés a must
A dance with gluttony
Consumption takes over me
I could dance with envy
But one would want to end me
A Dance with greed
That's not all they need
Now a dance with sloth
No future, amoth
But tis true
A dance with sin
Is merely
....a dance from within
⛧⛧⛧⛧⛧⛧⛧
@@GyreArts is the most beautiful girl iv ever asked out the song basicly shows the powers of love from italy or france it reminds me of her
Thats awsome duddeee
Such a beautifully haunting waltz. It relaxes you but also keeps you on the edge. I must say, this is a truly fantastic piece.
本気でかっこいい
very very cool！omg!wonderful！！
It makes us feel as if we live in Victorian Era. Brava, brava.
“My love, isn’t it perfect? You, me, just the two of us under the moonlight..”
“Yes my darling- it’s much more than perfect... You’re really here Caspian..”
“Oh sweetheart.. we’re immortals nothing can defeat our love..”
You can transport yourself to other different and beautiful places.
Peter Gundry is, by far, the greatest modern example of true gothic orchestra!
HUAAHH AMAZINGGGGGGGG
Gave me chills!!! True artwork, in love AAAAAHHHH
SO HOW MANY ENGENES ARE HERE CLOWNING THEMSELVES FOR THE NEXT COMEBACK?
Wait what I just started to get into enhypen why us this song so important?
Edit: thanks for telling me my phone auto corrected enhypen lol
Hi I would assume you meant Enhypen instead of ethylene. 😊 It just happened that one of the song in their debut album have a gackground track that sounds similarly like this which may be a spoiler for their next comeback. hope that helps 😊
@@enhypen4lyf310 oh thank you :)
MEE🧋
😭💜🤧
Writing practice ^^
"Would you like another drink, sir?" a voice said, startling Quentin out of his thoughts. He glanced at his, decidedly empty, glass and gave it to the butler, watching him as he scurried off to the bottles of champagne lining one of the tables. He chucked, seeing the poor man almost tripping up a baroness on the way back.
'Must be new.'
Accepting his newly filled glass, he wandered off to the side of the ballroom, uninterested in whatever dance had stirred nearer the middle. He was sweaty enough as it is, feeling his hair more slicked than usual beneath his mask. Curse the bloody heat of summer evenings.
He should have stayed home, he thought idly, shaking his head and leaning against the back wall. He brought the glass to his lips and was about to take a sip when he felt a prickle of heat on the back of his neck; that uncomfortable feeling when you know you're being watched. He glanced up from his bevarage, only to come face-to-face with a figure looming over him.
"Bloody hell-!" he exclaimed, bringing a hand to his mouth in case he spat out any remaining residue of liquor, "Forgive me, I- christ almighty... Can I help you?"
The figure snickered, raising an eyebrow behind their own mask.
"Yes, I do believe you can."
Quentin almost choked again at how deep this person's voice was- a man, clearly. He gave them a once over, noting how finely dressed he was (some kind of black, silky material for a blouse, but it shimmered in the light. A black, lacy corset and deep blue dress trousers. His mask was similarly blue and ostentatious in its feathered decoration).
"I was just wondering," he continued, a coy smile tugging at his lips, "How such a handsome young man was standing all by his lonesome in such a wonderful party?"
Quentin scoffed, rolling his Amber eyes and holding his glass with a bit of a tighter grip, "Don't tell me you're one of those types, are you?"
"With all due respect, Mr. Valentine, that didn't answer my question."
Quentin sighed, "If you know who I am then surely you are aware of how I dispise parties such as these. Socialising is certainly not my strong suit."
The mystery man laughed again, this time a little heartier, "Well then, we absolutely must change that," he bowed, and a trail of long, black hair cascaded over his right shoulder. Quentin practically felt the penny drop as he realised just who it was he was speaking to.
"I, Sir Polo Abbdius Macabre of the Macabre family and estate, welcome you to my party," he said with a devilish grin.
*I wanted to write more but I felt like I was getting too into my story and decided to leave it there lol*
why , dont leave , pls complete this 🙏
@@shreyyahk.a.8538 Well, I'd love to but it's going to be an entire book, so I doubt there'd be enough writing space to finish lol. Glad to hear you enjoyed it though ^^
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This song simply isn't long enough. I need a 10 hour version desperately!
We should look into a patent on a replay button.
You can loop it by creating a playlist consist of this video alone, then play that playlist in loop mode (turning of Auto Play mode might be needed).
If you're on a computer, rightclick and hit "Loop"
This passed Vanitas no carte vibes👌❤️
I can totally listen to this beautiful piece for hours 😩🍷🧛♀️
Can u check my channel? I'm an amateur composer.
Yesss
"I want to be alone". I shouted at the people downstairs with their loud music playing and their yells directed to me, asking me to come dance with them as I shut my door closed. They were shouting and chaotic. It was raining. I both loved and hated the rain. It has always comforted me at times like this but at times its tiring. Pit-pat. Down it goes hoping it would wash my pain away as I sat down on my bed. After a while, the rain started to quiet and the people downstairs have become calm too. My bed was messy like always. Rumpled covers, disarranged pillows and a blanket with bits of tangled hairs. On the side was my cluttered desk. On top of it was my dim lamp , my pen, and my notebook wherein I write my thoughts and feelings. Like right now. I grabbed my pen and wrote what I first thought of.
"I hate the people downstairs. They're always loud. They come ask me dance then talk shit at my face. I can still hear them yelling even though my doors are closed and they have calmed down. Their voices, echoing in my head. I wish they would just shut up and go away. Leave me alone. Please, just leave me alone. They always tell me bad stuff about myself, like I'm worthless but I know I'm not. Wait. Am I not? I'm so confused. They keep shouting and shouting. Them with the stupid dance. With the damn music. They're like a nightmare that keeps repeating. You can get away from them for a short period of time but they always come back with more details, more events, that are even worse than before. If only I could leave, but they're already a part of me."
I record mostly everything in this notebook. Mostly. Sometimes its just too painful so I rip them out and throw away some of the pages. Too sad. Too cruel. I can't do anything about it though, this is my life, unless the people downstairs go away. Sometimes I wish I could just kill them, then I'll be free. I'll have a life. Painless and happy. If only that was an option, but no. No. I can't kill them. They can never go away. They will always be a part of me no matter what. Because the people downstairs are the voices in my head. The only way out is if I stopped writing, closed my notebook, and turned off my lamp, but then I would have lost. So for now, I guess I'll just be alone. Alone yet not alone. Dancing yet not enjoying the music.
Note:
Guyys I just wrote this impulsively. Sorry if there were grammatical errors if you ever see one.
I hope you guys like it
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@@jaimiebrown9220 Thank you very much! 💖
Really felt this one with my ✨growing mental illnesses✨💅😻
_The lace edging her dress flowed violently as she, along with the rest of them, danced along side the balcony. It was an old and squeaky balcony, probably because of the wind and the rain, but it’s still a nice way to spend your last night alive. Nobody had partners, they were all cherishing the last moments as independent beings. They danced deep into the night until their dresses and suits were soaking wet, their makeup washed off, their hair fallen down.. they knew the night was over._
This is deep. I love it💜
"That's because I'm the queen, " She whispers, shoving the hat down in the lad's face. A smirk reaches her lips and she turns gracefully, giving him one last glance before ultimately struting away, heels clicking on the ball room floor and her bright red gown flowing behind her.
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With this song, a street in a charming 15th-century Romanian town comes to mind, lit only by the dim light of the moon and the timid lighting of some lanterns.
The fine rain falls on the small village, while a young and attractive vampire with long jet black hair enjoys it, clinging to the streetlights. Letting the drops gently hit his face, soaking up the merriment, believing himself the king of the world.
As he walks down the street, he spots a country tavern at the bottom of the hill serving homemade mead.
He enters the tavern, shaking his hair and undoing a couple of buttons on his shirt, sits down on a bar stool. Right away he asks for a mead, he knows perfectly well that it will not suit him, but at the end of the day he was only 150 and had all eternity ahead of him.
As he laughs out loud with an old sailor he has just met, he glimpses a beautiful lady outside.
She looks porcelain, red-haired with curly, pale hair. He couldn't see her face, but the vampire was absolutely sure that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
Love at first sight.
Spellbound, the young man rushes to the subtle call of the girl, who sneaks through alleys.
After a few minutes of chasing, the young woman finally stopped. From her back, the girl began to sing an old song in Latin, in a soft and fine voice, mesmerizing.
Spellbound, the boy fell to his knees to the wet pavement and was flabbergasted when the woman turned in his direction.
The woman began to levitate, emitting a slight flash from her back. His voice seemed more and more heavenly, there was something that made him unable to avoid hearing it.
She approached the young man, gently stroked his chin, leaned close to his ear and whispered: "Life can be prolonged with immortality, but death will take fools."
And with a smooth movement of his hands, she broke his neck.
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Loved it.
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Sounds like Katherine pierce to me 😁
I want next chapter 😫🙏🙏💓
😘 lovely
Esta canción te transmite totalmente la escencia vampirica , la amo 🖤✨