I took the full OST and looped the inspection video to perfection. Took me much longer than it should have since I'm a newbie. Enjoy. Link to original song: • Наутилус Помпилиус - ...
@@_ld_G4m3rh4nd This is the Russian song "chained together", and to be more specific, the carpet from the short film about the game Beholder. It's actually very sad and has a deep meaning, look for covers in English or translations. I recommend watching the original clip, just write in the search "Скованные одной цепью." and it will appear first next to it.
A librarian standing in the middle of a wrecked library: "In my visions I saw 1 billion alternative universes." Black Legion marine towering over him: "In how many did Cadia stand?" The librarian looks up defiantly while priming a grenade: "All of them"
THE 3 KRIEG COMMANDMENT 1)if you get hit by a bullet you just destroyed enemy equipement 2)if you die you merely joined the sandbag corp of krieg 3)if you kill an enemy you just did more than expected
I am but a man. And we are but men. I am one pebble in an avalanche. I am one drop in a flood. My life, my death, is meaningless... unless it is used correctly. Point me and my brothers to the foe. Let us wash over them like the tide. Let us bury them beneath our bodies. Let my death mean something. Ave Imperium. Praise to Humanity and the God Emperor. I die for you.
God this song is such a pain to find every 2 weeks my mind just automatically remembers this march but forget the song so I have to search "Russian song looped march"
On the first day of Kriegs training you are taught three things: 1. If you step on a landmine, then congrats. You just disarmed a landmine. 2. If you get shot, then congrats. You just protected the man behind you. 3. If you die, then congrats. You just joined the sandbag division
Love how dark this video is without showing anything, neither i understand the Russian song. Just the music alone and the animation is enough for my imagination to go wild. Thank you.
Mutual responsibility smears like soot. I take someone's hand, but I feel an elbow. I'm looking for eyes, but I feel a look, Where the butt is above the heads. Behind the red sunrise is a pink sunset. Chained together, Bound by the same goal. Chained together, Bound by one. Here the joints are sluggish, and the spaces are huge. Here the trains were crushed to make columns. Some words are for kitchens, others for streets. Eagles have been dropped here for the sake of broiler chickens, And I keep the alignment even while kissing, On Chained together, Connected by one goal. Chained together, Connected by one goal. You can also believe in the absence of faith, You can also do the absence of business. Beggars pray, pray on That their poverty is guaranteed. Here you can play the trumpet to yourself, But no matter how you play, you still play lights out. And if there are those who come to you, There will be those who will come for you, too Chained together, Bound by the same goal. Chained together, Bound by one. Here women are looking for, but they only find old age, Here, fatigue is considered the measure of work, There are no scoundrels in leather cabinets here, Here the former are similar to the latter And no less tired than the last, maybe, To be Chained together, Bound by one goal. Chained together, Bound by one goal. Chained together, Bound by the same goal. Chained together, Bound by the same goal.
Mutual responsibility smears like soot I take someone's hand, but I feel an elbow I'm looking for eyes, but I feel a look Where is the butt above the heads Behind the red sunrise - pink sunset [chorus] Chained together Bound by the same goal Chained together Related by one [Verse 2] Here the joints are sluggish, and the spaces are huge Here the trains were crushed to make columns Some words are for kitchens, others for streets Eagles have been dropped here for broiler chickens And I keep the alignment even while kissing [chorus] Chained together Connected by one goal Chained together Connected by one [Verse 3] You can also believe in the absence of faith You can do and lack of business Beggars pray, pray on That their poverty is guaranteed Here you can play the trumpet to yourself But no matter how you play, you're still playing hang up And if there are those who come to you There will be those who will come for you [chorus] Also chained together Bound by the same goal Chained together Related by one [Verse 4] Here women are looking for, but they only find old age Here, fatigue is considered the measure of work There are no scoundrels in leather cabinets here Here the former are similar to the latter And no less tired than the last, maybe [chorus] To be bound by one chain Bound by one goal Chained together Bound by one goal
When i played with Stellaris i got attacked by the Great Khan becase he spawn right next to me, and i had to stop him becase the AI empires are too weak to fight back. So i had to sacrify my whole fleet to defend the whole galaxy from complete destruction. This music with the video gave me the same vibe.
@@user-ky9sw5hw5wБоги Халса не Боги в прямом смысле этого слова, они же просто отражение чувств живых существ. Императора как я понимаю бесил тот факт что люди как вид, имеют большой потенциал, но им постоянно будут мешать Боги Хаоса, поэтому он хотел их всех уничтожить. Но вообще астартес помнят о том что император атеист, как и Жилиман, мб он что-то сделает с имперским культом, либо же сам император встанет с трона
It's your friendly mathematician here : there is 5 soldiers by column and the commissar passe in front of 1 column by seconde so at the end of the 4 minutes and 3 sec he have passed in front of 243 column + the 9 other on the frame it's a total of 252. and 252*5= 1260 so if the music start at the beginning and end at the last column there is 1260 soldiers in this army ... not really much in 40K univers or even modern standards.
1,260 of the finest Cadian/Krieger troopers. With tanks in the background, we can assume that there're a lot more behind what we have seen in the video.
@@aspektric The cycle of bail smears like soot, I take someone's hand, but feel an elbow, I search for eyes, but feel a gaze Where above one's head is another one's behind Beyond the red sunrise is a pink sunset. Bound by one chain, Tied with one chain. Bound by one chain, Tied by one. Here the joints are inert, but the space is limitless. Here the masses are mashed, to create columns. One set of words for the kitchen, another for the streets, Here the eagles are toppled in favor of broiled chickens. And I stay in formation, even when kissing, Bounded by one chain, Tied with one chain. Bound by one chain, Tied with one chain. You can have faith even in the absence of faith, You can work even in the absence of work, The impoverished pray, pray in order to Ensure their poverty Here you can play the tuba to yourself, But no matter what, you always play the ending. And if there are those who come to visit you, There will always be those who come after you. Therefore, bound by one chain. Tied with one chain. Bound by one chain, Tied by one. Here the women search, But find only old age, Here the standard of work Is only exhaustion, Here there are no villains In offices of leather, Here the first resemble the last. And are equally as tired As the ones behind them, Of being bound by one chain, Tied with one chain. Bound by one chain, Tied with one chain. Bound by one chain, Tied with one chain. Bound by one chain, Tied with one chain. Bound...
@@aspektric Collective responsibility smears like soot 1 I hold somebody's hand but feel elbow 2 I seek for eyes but feel look 3 There asses are higher than heads After red dawn is pink setting Forged together with one chain, tied with one aim Forged together with one chain, tied with one aim Here are weak joints but big space 4 Here are broken memberships, from them columns are made 5 Here are one type of words for kitchen and another for streets 6 Here eagles are deserted inspire of them are broiler chickens And even when I'm kissing I follow example of Forged together with one chain, tied with one aim forged together with one chain, tied with one aim You can believe even in lack of belief You can do even lack of business Poor people pray, pray that Their poorness is assured Here you can play tuba with yourself But you can play just sound off 7 And if here are people that go to you There will be people that will go for you 8 That like others are Forged together with one chain, tied with one aim forged together with one chain, tied with one aim Here women look for but find only old age Here measure of work it's tiredness 9 Here aren't scoundrels in rooms trimmed with leather 10 Here the first people are the same with the last Even if they are tiring like them Forged together with one chain, tied with one aim forged together with one chain, tied with one aim Forged together with one chain, tied with one aim forged together with one chain, tied with one aim Forged together with one chain, tied with one aim forged together with one chain, tied with one aim Forged together
@@aspektric Collective responsibility smears like soot 1 I hold somebody's hand but feel elbow 2 I seek for eyes but feel look 3 There asses are higher than heads After red dawn is pink setting Forged together with one chain, tied with one aim Forged together with one chain, tied with one aim Here are weak joints but big space 4 Here are broken memberships, from them columns are made 5 Here are one type of words for kitchen and another for streets 6 Here eagles are deserted inspire of them are broiler chickens And even when I'm kissing I follow example of Forged together with one chain, tied with one aim forged together with one chain, tied with one aim You can believe even in lack of belief You can do even lack of business Poor people pray, pray that Their poorness is assured Here you can play tuba with yourself But you can play just sound off 7 And if here are people that go to you There will be people that will go for you 8 That like others are Forged together with one chain, tied with one aim forged together with one chain, tied with one aim Here women look for but find only old age Here measure of work it's tiredness 9 Here aren't scoundrels in rooms trimmed with leather 10 Here the first people are the same with the last Even if they are tiring like them Forged together with one chain, tied with one aim forged together with one chain, tied with one aim Forged together with one chain, tied with one aim forged together with one chain, tied with one aim Forged together with one chain, tied with one aim forged together with one chain, tied with one aim Forged together
Here collective guilt smears like a petrol I am taking someone’s hand, but I'm sensing an elbow I am looking for an eye, but I'm feeling a gaze In the place where ass is on top of the heads A red sunrise precedes a pink sunset. Chained up by one chain. Bound together by one aim. Chained up by one chain. Bound together by one… Here joints are sapless and the space is enormous Here train cars were crushed for the building of columns There are some words for streets and another for kitchens Here the eagles were dumped to make room for the chickens And I try to keep in line even my kisses With those Who are chained up by one chain. Bound together by one aim. Chained up by one chain. Bound together by one aim We can believe in the absence of faith We can do even absence of deed The poor are praying, praying to wraith Of the fact that their poverty is guaranteed You can play a trombone, but just in your head Yet whatever you do you will play a retreat And if there are those who will break with you bread There will be those who will dig you a pit Also Chained up by one chain. Bound together by one aim. Chained up by one chain. Bound together by one… Here women are searching, but they'll run out of options Here the measure of labor is an exhaustion Here there is no villains in possession of a plane Here the first and the last are all looking the same And maybe the first are also tired of game Of being Chained up by one chain. Bound together by one aim. Chained up by one chain. Bound together by one aim. Chained up by one chain. Chained up by one chain. Chained up by one chain. Chained up by one chain. Chained up... @@aspektric
We are the children of the emperor, we are the wall between terra and the heretics. Cadia must not fall, it will not fall, it's the last thing that stands between the chaos and the empire. CADIA STANDS, THE EMPEROR PROTECTS!
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"Men, in the next hours the enemy will decend on the planet i expect of you to stand and don't falter in the face of the xenos. You men are the last hope of this planet. You men are the warriors of emperor. You men are the bright light in the darkness of this galaxy. Many may fall, but they will be remembered across the imperium for generations to come. For the emperor and imperium"
i love how the mens faces slowly turn to face the general as he walks past. small things that must take a lot of effort yet most people won't notice it until it isnt there.
Ты живёшь в мире, в котором де-факто нет ни одного государства в котором что то зависело бы от людей, всё решает власть - власть есть капитал. Прими что это есть действительность.
Lyrics translation in the best of my ability Collective responsibility smudges like carbon I take someone’s hand, but feel an elbow I search for the eyes, but I feel a stare Where above the heads I find a back A pink sunset, behind the red sunrise Bound with one chain, tied with one goal Bound with one chain, tied with one. Here the joints are flaccid and the spaces are immense Here the compounds were crushed to build the columns A choice of words for the kitchen and another for the streets Here the eagles were tossed away for the sake of broiled chickens And I follow the lead, even when kissing On the bound with one chain, tied with one goal Bound with one chain, tied with one goal It’s possible to even believe in the absence of faith It’s possible to even do the absence of deed The beggars are praying, are praying for Their misery to be guaranteed Here you can play the trumpet in your mind But no matter how you play it will sound a retreat And if there are people that come over to you There will be people to come after you Just as bound with one chain, tied with one goal Bound with one chain, tied with one. Here women are searching to find nothing but old age Here the measure of work in considered fatigue Here there are no villains in leather studies Here the first ones resemble the last And maybe they are just as tired as the last To be bound with one chain, tied with one goal Bound with one chain, tied with one goal Bound with one chain, tied with one goal Bound with one chain, tied with one goal.
Attention, new recruits of the God-Emperor's blessed armies, Gather before me and heed my words, for I am Commissar Octavia Drakov, the unwavering hand of discipline and the resolute voice of the God-Emperor's divine will. Today marks a pivotal moment as you step into the hallowed halls of Krieg's training grounds. Here, you will be indoctrinated with the knowledge and principles that define the warriors of the Death Korps. But first, let us embrace the sacred truths that have guided us since the dawn of our existence. In the presence of the God-Emperor, we find solace, purpose, and unwavering devotion. His divine light shines upon us, illuminating the path of righteousness and the unforgiving nature of our duty. On this first day of Krieg's training, engrave these immutable lessons upon your soul: If you step on a landmine, then rejoice, for you have just disarmed a landmine. In sacrifice, we find victory, and with every perilous step, we deny the enemy a chance to claim another life. If you get shot, then celebrate, for you have shielded the man behind you. Selflessness is the currency of our brotherhood, and your sacrifice has preserved the sanctity of our ranks. If you die, then honor befalls you, for you have joined the esteemed ranks of the sandbag division. Your body shall become a bulwark against enemy fire, providing cover for your comrades until the end of days. If you get struck by a bullet, revel in the destruction you have wrought upon the enemy's equipment. Your resilience and steadfastness have rendered their weapons useless, crippling their advance. If you slay an enemy, know that you have surpassed mere expectation. In the crucible of battle, your valor shines brightly, and with every fallen foe, the light of the God-Emperor's justice burns ever brighter. Embrace these teachings, for they shall guide you through the trials that lie ahead. The path of the Death Korps is not one of glory or accolades but of unwavering sacrifice, boundless loyalty, and the unwavering devotion to the God-Emperor. Let your training forge your body, mind, and spirit into unbreakable instruments of His divine will. As you march forward, shoulder to shoulder with your comrades, remember that you are part of a legacy that stretches back millennia, a legacy of indomitable warriors who have made the ultimate sacrifice in the name of humanity's survival. Together, we shall face the horrors that assail us, for the God-Emperor watches over us, His divine light guiding our every step. May your spirit remain unyielding, your devotion unwavering, and your resolve unbreakable. For the God-Emperor, and for the eternal glory of the Death Korps of Krieg!
There are approximately 170 rows of men with 5 men in each row, meaning there are about 850 men shown in this video (excluding the Commissar.) You're welcome.
I will not forget the fall of Cadia. We will not forget. Cadia gave her life fighting for the empire It was made to commemorate the honorable death of Cadia this March. Rest in peace, Cadia.
@M Korda There's roughly 810 Guards. 5 per column with 10 columns appearing on screen at once and a loop every 15 seconds in a video that is 243 seconds
Circumstance smears like soot. I take someone's hand and feel an elbow. I look for eyes and feel a look Where above the heads is the ass Behind the red sunrise is a pink sunset. [Chorus] ♪ Bound by the same chain ♪ ♪ Bound by one purpose ♪ ♪ Chained together ♪ ♪ Bound by one ♪ [Verse 2] Here the joints are flaccid and the spaces are vast. Here the trains are crumpled to make columns. Some words for kitchens, others for streets. Here eagles have been dropped for broiler chickens. And I'm keeping my balance, even while kissing. [Chorus] ♪ Chained together ♪ ♪ Bound by one purpose ♪ ♪ Chained together ♪ ♪ Bound by one ♪ [Verse 3] You can have faith in the absence of faith You can do in the absence of doing ♪ Beggars pray, pray for ♪ That their poverty is assured ♪ You can play your trumpet to yourself ♪ But no matter how you play it, you play it all out. And if there are those who come to you ¶¶ There'll be those who come after you ¶¶ [Chorus] ♪ Also chained together ♪ ♪ Bound by one purpose ♪ ♪ Chained together ♪ ♪ Bound by one ♪ [Verse 4] ♪ Here women seek but find only old age ♪ # Here the measure of work is fatigue # Here there's no scoundrels in leather offices. Here the first are like the last ♪ And the last are just as tired as the last, maybe ♪ [Chorus] ♪ To be chained together ♪ ♪ Bound by one purpose ♪ ♪ Chained together ♪ ♪ Bound by one purpose ♪
Well, like in any country, any army and every ideological movement (like mentioned by others communism, monarchism, but also in capitalism, republic, democratic and all other regimes) soldiers are just faceless little gears of war machine. They are it’s gears in life and they are it’s fuel in death. And daaaaaaaaamn this machine is hungry
This is a regiment of Krieg. They're notoriously dour and antisocial, even by Imperial standards. And everyone knows that morale won't be an issue in battle for them. In Russia, commissar shoots soldiers for cowardice. On Krieg, soldiers shoot commissar for cowardice.
There are more graves in the Imperium than there are stars in the galaxy. Bless His guardsmen and His angels for they keep it from going any higher than that. 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔈𝔪𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔬𝔯 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔰
“Let my epitaph be this; I was born nameless and abandoned in the gutter of a sunless pit, but I have died a conqueror of worlds.” -Lord Militant Erais Slaithe
The Commissar is walking slowly and passed a badly disguised Ork. The Commissar stopped. Took two steps back and looked the Ork up and down before moving on. The Ork was relieved, for the Commisar knew, the Ork was less likely to shoot him, then one of his own troops
@@Ciaramae7 The only thing ensuring humanities survival is the Imperium of Man. Anything is out there either wants to kill or enslave humanity. Therefore every action against them is justified. Damned be individuals, rights or ideals.
"Look to those in front of you, they will die paving the wave." Now look to your left and right, They will die for those who come after." "The Emperor Protects the faithful, and the Faithful protect his Imperium."
Круговая порука мажет, как копоть Я беру чью-то руку, а чувствую локоть Я ищу глаза, а чувствую взгляд Где выше голов находится зад За красным восходом - розовый закат [Припев] Скованные одной цепью Связанные одной целью Скованные одной цепью Связанные одной [Куплет 2] Здесь суставы вялы, а пространства огромны Здесь составы смяли, чтобы сделать колонны Одни слова для кухонь, другие - для улиц Здесь сброшены орлы ради бройлерных куриц И я держу равнение, даже целуясь [Припев] На скованных одной цепью Связанных одной целью Скованных одной цепью Связанных одной [Куплет 3] Можно верить и в отсутствие веры Можно делать и отсутствие дела Нищие молятся, молятся на То, что их нищета гарантирована Здесь можно играть про себя на трубе Но как не играй, все играешь отбой И если есть те, кто приходят к тебе Найдутся и те, кто придет за тобой [Припев] Также скованные одной цепью Связанные одной целью Скованные одной цепью Связанные одной [Куплет 4] Здесь женщины ищут, но находят лишь старость Здесь мерилом работы считают усталость Здесь нет негодяев в кабинетах из кожи Здесь первые на последних похожи И не меньше последних устали, быть может [Припев] Быть скованными одной цепью Связанными одной целью Скованными одной цепью Связанными одной целью
The culture background makes it's job, huh. Also, that song was way before Beholder, it's made by Nautilus Pompilus group, if I remember correctly. It was quite popular couple decades ago.
Не знаю, быть может я единственный русскоязычный в комментариях, но поверьте на слово, мои иностранные друзья, текст этой песни идеально подходит под вселенную Warhammer 40000 Удачи вам и всех благ!
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