Lying in the ruins of Greece // a playlist 

- Timestamps! - 0:00 If a Siren sang "Hoist the Colours" from Pirates of the Caribbean 4:50 ludovico einaudi - experience (slowed + reverb) 10:50 visions of gideon (slowed) 15:40 Persephone Tamino 20:42 Achilles gang of youths 27:45 A capella - Daniel Caesar 29:14 Everybody wants to rule the world- LORDE 34:54 Unknown Brains - Perseus 37:54 Start A War - Klergy with Valerie Broussard 41:20 Take me to church by hozier but you're outside of a church in a rainy day about to confess yourself 45:27 Light And Heavy · Switchfoot Petitions!: www.change.org/p/andy-beshear-justice-for-breonna-taylor?source_location=petitions_browse www.change.org/p/district-attorney-tom-durden-justice-for-ahmaud-arbery-i-run-with-maud?source_location=petitions_browse www.change.org/p/support-the-equality-act?source_location=petitions_browse www.change.org/p/mark-zuckerberg-remove-holocaust-denial-pages-from-facebook?source_location=petitions_browse www.change.org/p/congress-pass-common-sense-gun-control?source_location=petitions_browse Make sure you eat something and drink some water today, and if you have medication you need to take make sure you have taken them!

I often ask myself why I am not sitting in a library, in a old gothic house with a spiral staircase and ladders to reach the top shelves in a black turtleneck reading about god and goddess in the dark with only a single flickering candle dripping wax onto the aged wooden desk I’m sitting at to illuminate my surroundings even though it’s the 21st century right now.

the girl that sings the first song is on yt. she's mad talented.

I am from Greece and I feel honoured I really love this Can’t wait to walk around Athens city under Acropolis watching the sights and ruins of ancient Athens while hearing this

Oh my god- I'm HONORED. Not only do you do a title idea from me, but you start it with a haunting cover of Hoist the Colors and THEN throw Hozier and Ludovico in there? My life has been made, thank you so much. No joke though, today was sucky, and now it's wonderful, thank you so much.

So beautiful, great work! I'm from Greece and I'd give everything to know how our ancient music actually sounded like ♥️

I'm greek and this playlist is stunning, it makes me feel like i'm walking down the roads of Ancient Greece. So proud of my country and our history. Thanks for giving me this remembrance! Here is the poem "Axion esti" ( "Worthy it is") , Genesis III , from Odysseus Elytis (greek poet/nobelist) that praises Greece : "Then he spoke and the sea was born and I gazed at upon it and marvelled In its heart he sowed little worlds in my image and likeness Horses of stone with manes erect and tranquil amphorae and the slanting backs of dolphins Ios, Sikinos, Serifos, Milos “Each word a winged swallow to bring you spring in the midst of summer” he said Αnd ample the olive trees to sift the light through their fingers that it may spread gently over your sleep and ample the cicadas which you will feel no more than you feel the pulse inside your wrist But scarce the water so that you hold it a God and understand the meaning of its voice And the tree alone no flock beneath it so that you take it for a friend and know its precious name Sparse the earth beneath your feet so that you have no room to spread your roots and keep reaching down in depth and broad the sky above so that you read the infinite on your own THIS WORLD This small, this great world!" also Mikis Theodorakis one of the greatest greek composers set music to not only this poem but to the whole project "Axion esti", here's the link : ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-YEdeJav1bOM.html

Oh, sweet Adonis, Lay beside me Beneath the swaying stars As sunlight falls under And leaves us cold- Cold like your skin Upon my own. Sweet Adonis, How swift a broken love Can destroy these temples we swore To offer scarfices to: I find your blood sprayed Across white petals and somehow, We are no longer pure; Perhaps this love Never was. My love, we are beautifully Forsaken by the stars. My reddest anemone: We fall down like the tears Of our own sorrows; I have learnt to drown Without fear. My sweet Adonis, lay beside me As we perish beneath Immoral gods. **A little poem I've been working on :) this playlist inspired me to finally finish it!!

There might be a lot of people around you: excited tourists, curious students, people escaping from everyday life... But as you sit there on the hard ground, leaning on a rock that was (in an era long past) part of the once majestic temple you're looking at, a vision that only you can see unfolds before you. You see the dry grass turn green and the ruins being restored by some invisible architect; it's a reverse time lapse of long millenia. As you let yourself fall into the spell of ancient mythological beings, that remote corner of your mind that still fights to hang on to reason looks back to your forgotten lunch, and you hear the echoes of your best friend's words that morning just before you left her house, when -pointing at you with her cigarette- she mockingly warned you, "Be careful, darling. Stay out of the sun, out of trouble… and out of your mind, like always." But that memory gets rapidly foggier (not from the smoke), and in one last attempt to snap back to reality -whatever that is- you mutter, "Dehydration I suppose." But you're there. Alone, all of a sudden. And even though there are no people around you, you hear whispers. "What are they saying?" You slowly turn around, looking for the source of those whispers, but before you can find it something makes you gasp in surprise. People in strange clothes that you've only seen in movies appear out of nowhere, walking towards the temple. With your eyes wide open you walk slowly towards them, but before you can reach them, more people with the same type of clothes appear at some distance: a family, it seems, escaping the sun's heat under a tree. Startled, you retreat a few steps and gaze somewhere else, and there, a bit farther off, what looks like a market suddenly emerges. Every time you venture to blink, more and more people that Time buried in anonymity appear before your eyes. And all the while, those wordless whispers surround you like the breeze. This is more than you can take. You don't know what's going on, and you start running, as if that could help you escape from all this, but you really don't know if you're running away from or towards insanity, because with every step you take the scene becomes more crowded and more vivid. The colors, the scents, and the sounds feel more real than reality ever did. The people stare as you pass by, and you answer at the top of your voice to their questioning looks, (ironically, in a language they don't understand) "What are you looking at! Do you think you can just stare at me like that? You're all dead! You’re a dream! A shadow! You are just an illusion! In just a blink of Chronos' eyes you will all be no more than dust! No more than lost whispers! The echoes of lost whispers in the wind!" The soft breeze had been blowing stronger and stronger while you ran, until at that moment thunder rumbles. You stop. And you realize. You take one last look at the storm clouds, (for a moment you thought you saw someone there), and the people in the distance, just as you’re slipping back to the present. "What was that?" someone asks you, and when you don't answer the stranger goes on. "Oh, sorry, I thought I heard you say something about illusions or echoes... really poetic stuff. But it was probably just this insane heat messing with my head," the person adds laughing before walking away. "No, I didn't say anything. It was probably just a breeze passing through the trees." You stop to listen, as if to make sure of what you just said, and strangely you hear familiar whispers in the wind. And you can finally understand. They are voices of the past, singing ancient songs that now only the wind remembers. Melancholy hits you in a way that you’ve never felt before. Because the memories flood, thinking of this lost civilization in its climax, and you realize that they never thought of themselves as a future lost civilization. You finally pay attention to the people around you. A falling leaf caresses your cheek as if it were trying to comfort you. And in a whisper you ask the wind, "When will I join you?"

As a Greek person myself, yes, just yes.

Hoist the Colours comes on and I'm here like "wait, do we have to sail to Greece first?"

The strangest thing? I've always wanted to go to Greece. I went to some of the Greek islands in 2019, spending most of my time in Kefalonia. I fell in love with the place. What draws me there? Greek mythology, mamma mia, the sense of home..

Crumbling pillars. Destroyed ceilings. The stones that had once proudly stood in my mother's name were now scattered all around the decrepit frame of her temple. The old olive trees stood guard to the deteriorating structure I had once called my home, aged with knots and scarred branches. I walked up to the trees, brushing my hand against an old trunk. "I'm back," I whispered, and their leaves swayed in the still air in welcome. I stepped through the grove, the sagging branches skimming my cheeks as they did when they were younger, murmuring their greetings. "Welcome, child of Athena," they sighed. "Welcome home." I climbed the stairs into the temple, the once-flawless stone now cracked with age. The sun's setting rays reached between the pillars to no avail as Helios pulled further away across the great expanse of the sky, and before long, I was once again immersed in the familiar darkness, bathed in the cool twilight breeze and moonlight of my youth, all those eons ago. It was time. I lay on the cool and fractured stone with slow, measured breaths, sinking into its timeless steadiness. Through the space where the ceiling once proudly stood, the stars painted the figures of Orion and Pegasus, dancing across the night sky in the soft glow of Artemis's moon. I closed my eyes, letting out a single breath. Images flashed in the darkness behind my eyelids. Golden fields, groves of young olive trees heavy with fruit, the salty spray of an incoming ocean tide. Nymphs splashing in sparkling streams, dryads giggling amongst the dancing trees, satyrs with panflutes at their lips. A bright, bright white light... I opened my eyes, dazzled by the brilliant glow. "Welcome home, child," my mother's voice rang out, echoed by the clouds surrounding Mount Olympus. "Welcome home." [ www.wattpad.com/user/sunnieno ]

the person who disliked it must have been like, 'dis i like'

Yess ancient Greece playlists are my favorite 💚 Also, I know it's probably difficult to find songs fitting for it, but has anyone thought of making an ancient Egyptian playlist? I think that'd be pretty cool too!

You can feel it. The heartbeat thrumming throughout the world, humming just low enough to go unnoticed. Unless, of course, you knew what you were looking for. You sit with your hands wound around the stems of vibrant wildflowers, watching the sun rise over the ruins of the great temples. Somewhere deep within you, you can feel something surging. A soft smile settles upon your lips as you feel that heartbeat growing stronger. The whole world knows it's coming. Most just didn't know why they're on edge. But you and a select few others know the truth. The sun warms your face as you start to laugh, letting the joy run out of you for the first time in years. _The Old Gods are coming home._

Marble ruins are scattered throughout the tall grass, the stone like pale hands extended towards the heavens. You are lying where great temples with marble columns that scraped the clouds once stood, where long since forgotten gods were worshiped. You are lying where a grand market's stalls once spilled throughout the streets, where families who will not be remembered played and lived and died and fought and talked and loved. The sun hits your face, hot and scorching, burning with the ferocity and life that once crackled through the bones of this land. There is something bittersweet about the beauty around you. Something melancholically peaceful about lying in the ashes of something once great, something wistfully elegant to bathing in the past glory brought about by long dead rulers. And there is an odd comfort to knowing that the memory of you will one day be reduced to the whispers between stone and rubble.

You stare down at them, at all the ones that'd cursed you into this ethereal body, into this ethereal place... ... and you loved them for it. But you hated them the very same. They casted you out... ... _they put you to shame._ You stare up at the dark, spiky icicles that line the top of your realm, as if you could stare past it and at God's sparkling glass throne. The god of them all... ... even Zeus himself. Thought Hades was the keeper of the Underworld, he was a mere gatekeeper to you. To your Hell. ... _to where they_ all _may end up._ Claws that weren't yours - they couldn't _possibly_ be - scratched at the rocky cave wall, tracing old symbols and worn recallings of a past long gone. You tapped once on the wall, hearing the pang of the echo miles before it actually hit you. _Ethereal indeed._ Silence was your best friend, as was blood and merciless evil. But one day, one time... you would get your revenge. _You only had to wait a little longer._

Greece is (one of) my favorite countries, I feel like at home when I visit, it's strange. I'm planning to learn Greek (if I ever find time lol), it's so beautiful. 💙 Another wonderful playlist. 😍

You walk towards the cracked pillar, half of it missing from it. You feel a sense of calmness and peacefulness as your hand runs over the etchings on it. Despite not knowing the ancient language, your mind seems to be able to understand the intention of the words. You shake your head and continues to walk deeper in the ruins. As you continue on, you notice how the scattered pieces of the marble floor is almost buried by the grass. Yet, you can imagine how decorated the floor once was at its prime. As your mind begin to picture the drawings and engravings of the floor, a faint sound of music starts to flow in your ears. You could feel yourself sway to the music. However, the moment you notice it, the music disappears. The sun warms your body as you begin to question the ruin. Suddenly, the stone at the middle of the ruins attracts your attention. You start to walk towards and without thinking about it, you sit on the flat surface of it. Suddenly, different scenes start to fill your mind. You suddenly see tall statues supporting the ceiling, people dancing as the music thunders through the halls, walls carved with stories, citizens bowing at you, a baby in a crib, two hands cupping yours, tears dripping on the floor, ashes and fire covering a city, a dagger in your hand, and the feeling of lips on yours before darkness covers your sight. With sudden urgency, you open your eyes and gasp at what you saw. Before you could leave, you feel a pressure on your hand. You look up and gaze at a set of an oddly familiar pair of eyes before something breaks your attention. "Hi, have we met before?"

I am Greek and so I got very excited when I saw the playlist name! This reminds me of walking the streets of Athens! Thank you for another lovely playlist!

Oh to be a Greek goddess😌

I felt the warm sun on my face. I opened my eyes, next to me lied my best friend and around us were ruins and trees. If you stand up, you could see the sea. It had a wonderful colour of blue. No worries, no fear. I wore a long white dress with a bit of gold on my hair. I could have cried of happiness. Everything was perfect. I just imagine your most beautiful dream, it was just like that. I sat on the hill with my best friend watching the sunset. I put my head on her shoulder and smiled. "Do not worry." She said. I closed my eyes and responded: "Why should I worry?" She didn't replied. We sat there for a long time, my head on her shoulder, her head against mine. The sun was slowly going down. "I will always be there for you." She whispered, "always. Even if you don't see me." I didn't know what she meant but I said: " I will too."I slowly fell to sleep. I didn't worry. She was with me. But during the night, I started asking myself questions like How did we came here? Why are we in Greece? And then I heard noises and I saw lights and people. "Oh lord, she's awake!" That was my mum. I turned my head but it hurt a bit. My mum hugged me and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "What happened? Where am I?! Where are the sea and Lou?! " My mum looked at me sorry. A doctor came to bed. "You're in a hospital miss. You had an accident. Two weeks ago. " That couldn't be! I was in Greece this night! "Where... Where is Lou?" I asked. tears appeared in the eyes of my mum. "She had the accident with you. She... She died" She sobbed. I started to cry. " But I was with her these last days," I said. "No honey...She died two weeks ago. And then I remembered what Lou had said to me: I will always be there for you, even if you can't see me, don't worry. Wattpad: NoaPotter7

until this day, i still remember your smile. the way you bite your lip and how you looked at me. i still remember the way you talked, how you picked every word and how they felt. i can still feel your fingers and the chills i got. i still remember how your lips and your hair felt. i still see you looking at me, smiling. i cant seem to get over it. i still see you coming up towards me, the way you pushed me against the wall, the way your fingers went to all that places that shouldve stayed untouched. i can still see the way your smile made me nervous, the way it scared me. i still feel your touch and im afraid i always will. the way i tried to push you away and how your hair ran through my fingers when i tried to grab it, to get away. and yet i can still taste your lips and the murderous feeling when they met mine. gosh i wish i couldnt remember.

Achilles from the gang of youths is my favorite song! I love it so much!

" He wanted to reach out and touch the ruins, the purest form of marble. In order of not to disturb the old spirits, he crossed the lawn with gentle steps He released his mind to the eternity of time. This was the only place where he could relax a little bit. It was his secret treasure. Except for the other treasure that everyone is after he and must protect." Hii everyone ^^ When I saw the stunning things that everyone wrote, I just wanted to try it. Sorry about my grammar mistakes btw, English isn't my native language. I hope you enjoy it. Have a nice day/ night. Love you all.

Listening to this while reading an old greek mythology book is a whole mood

When I heard this I thought of riding a pegasus over ancient Greece with a lover

Every person in this world could become a writer listening to your playlists. 🍃

this hits so different since i just finished song of achilles last night, and now i'm crying again

I finna try dis again UwU She was sat book in hand reading page after page.The cold shallow air spiralling around her silk like skin as shadows created by the dusting,cobweb filled shelves overtook her peace bringing silhouette It’s short but I’m tired lol-

5:05 despite the trouble it's gone through, the stone wall, full of cracks and dents, refused to fall. the broken buildings stuck in frozen time, memories of when flowers blossomed and the river rippled like rainwater, and when the streets, now crowded with the remnants of rubble and broken shards of the lost civilization, used to be crowded instead with people leading different lives. the shadows that were once lit up from the searing heat of the sun shining down upon them, were now encased with wild beasts and overgrown weeds. the only living things being the pests dwelling between the cracks of suffered sanity. war had taken place there, obvious by the way the air was forever scorched with the scent of loss, misguidance, suffering, and death. the broken shards of peoples' remains lay beneath the dirt, dusted over with rusted metal. and amidst the lost remains of metal and weeds, of dirt and of shadows, of crumbled walls and suffered sanity, stood a great statue. frozen in time, forever staring at a place once-prosperous of life, forever longing to return to the days when its people stood beneath it and sang of its imagined glory. When they looked up at it with pride. When it heard the echoed whispers of its tales being told from one to another, and it missed the moment in the middle of the night when the torches would be put out and all lay in bed-- dreaming of its wondrous adventures when the crickets came out to lull its people to sleep and they felt the blanket of security be placed around them. but never again shall it feel the warmth of what is now lost. it had failed them and for such actions should be punished-- by staring eternally at the destruction before it. frozen tears forever rested upon its cheeks.

When "Hoist the colors high" started playing I just knew it was going to be a fantastic playlist. Wow, just wow, I was not ready for the next 40 minutes. Thank you 💖

I wish to go back to the golden age when ambrosia flowed on the tongues of gods and sweet wine ran in mortal’s veins. I would tell Pandora of all the turmoil and strife that was trapped inside her pretty box. And I would take the box and move it to a time beyond her years. Maybe I’d take some ambrosia too ---- figured you guys might like a poem i wrote about pandora from the myth of pandora's box

I can’t wait to listen to this while doing my math homework!

I love Greek mythology so now I'm excited.,💜💙

listening to this while writing my 10-hour English essay due tomorrow:,) ngl it's pretty helpful with coming up with ideas lol

Is the siren from the first song the one living in the staircase lol I love the title of this playlist soooo much I can’t wait!! Let’s hope I’m still awake when you start streaming. It’s midnight over here now

Aaahhhhhh Achilles Come Down is on thissssss yessssss thank you you’re my new favorite playlist channel on RU-vid

POV I laid in the ruins of my favourite temple and tossed my things aside. "I thought I would find you here," Athena said. The goddess of wisdom had been appearing to me for the past few days. "Yes, ma'am. I just wished you would tell me why you're here!" I cried out, sitting up on the white pillar. "You should know that by now, my dear," She sat next to me on a broken pillar, and set her slender, cool, hand on my arm. "But I don't! I don't know, and it's driving me crazy!" I screamed at her, abandoning all pretense of politeness. "You are my child!" She laughed easily. I was speechless. How could I be her child? I wasn't smart, or wise. I couldn't possibly be her child. "What!" She said, easing herself onto her elbows. "Is it that hard to believe?" "No, well, yes! I'm just nothing like you, I'm not smart, or wise." I said with downcast eyes. "You are everything like your father, and as crafty as both of us. Do you not love history?" I nodded, curious. "There. Wise." "Oh," I said, surprised. "I just wished that you could have known sooner, my dear, but your father asked me not to tell you until he died. And here we are. Are you alright?" She asked, catching me as I fell. I grunted and passed out. When I opened my eyes, it was all a dream, all but the fact that I was in her ruins. The fact that my father was dead. The fact that I would never know what to do. I was unwise, but I knew that she had truly been there in my dream. I knew it was true. This possibility scared me more than life itself. More than death. More than fear.

A warm wind blows, mixing salty sea air with the scent of freshly bloomed hyacinth. Starlight sparkles from above, their light growing faint as wispy clouds slowly make their way across the darkening sky. At the foot of the hill below, merchants are packing up for the night, snuffing their lanterns and packing their wares - if you concentrate, you can just barely pick out a hint of their exotic spices in the air. You stretch, your upper limbs shaking, reaching toward Diana-in-the-Moon, and your lower limbs grasping deep into the fertile soil. The workers on the next hill over are working tirelessly to build a temple. Their picks and hammers ring out unceasingly, day and night. If only they knew. The gods don't need or want or care about fancy buildings or elaborate frescoes. They care about the earth. They care about the sea. They care about the fawn and the wolf, the hare and the fox. Centuries later, the temple, the merchants, and the hyacinth are gone. Replaced with more buildings and more people, the velvet grass now hard concrete, the field of hyacinth a bleak parking garage. You alone remain: a lone cypress tree, standing on a hill, waiting for the day when things will return to the earth.

These playlist ideas are getting better and better! You are doing such a great job wirh helping me imagining beautiful things :)

as a greek, this is so cool

That first photo, the statue of Apollo and Daphne, is one of the most beautiful things I've ever had the pleasure of seeing. It's in the Galleria Borghese in Rome and seeing it up close really made me appreciate just how amazing artists are, especially artists who make marble sculptures (I took a marble carving class in Greece, it is HARD).

This is going to be sooooooo aesthetically pleasing!!! I cannot wait!!

:O mythology + Ivory playlist my two favorite thongs how did you know

Greetings from a Greek island in the middle of the Aegean 💓🇬🇷

Not me walking I. The field cause I’m mad waiting for this to come cause because then I can calm down 😭😭

OMG the transition between the first and second song is just magical!

Excited for this! gonna write a pov :3

the best playlist for my ancient greek hw

Can't wait for this one!

Beautiful music! Loving the playlist selection! 🌹😺

This is going to be so great! I love this stuff ❤️

I dunno. Feel like I’m a side character liked by many who got her sudden death in a war with an arrow in my gut

I love this playlist so much like it has so many songs that I already enjoy and all of them put together make magic. I’m a writer and this is incredible it sparks my imagination in ways I didn’t know playlists could.

Cant wait till it’s out in a few seconds Update: It’s out and I’m listening to it as of right now 😊 I love it

the first song feels like Eco singing about her lost love after Narcissus's death

This channel should have way more subscribers. Also I think this is my favorite playlist ever!

The moment I heard Hoist The Colours, I knew it was going to be spectacular

I discovered Tamino thanks to this beautiful playlist and since then I couldnt stop listening to him :") amazing singer, amazing songs and voice

this is SO pretty i can't get over this-

The first song literally sounds exactly like Lauren Paley!❤ She should definitely sing this if she hasn't already! Edit: lol it is her🤗😂

Who knew visions of Gideon could get even sadder 🤯

as a person who's studying ancient greek, this playlist make me feel a part of the decadent and ethereal environment of greece

Every time I listen this kind of playlist, I just scream and run away from everyone and everything

This was AMAZING! I love your playlists

Just awesome, makes me crave for the other titans

i love your playlists so much

Your playlists help my a lot with inspiration. Thanks!

This whole playlist makes me want to cry because it's so beautiful and my daydreams are hitting me like stormy ocean waves right now, but sadly, I have to clean my whole house so...I'll just listen for now.

me thinking unknown brains by Perseus is by Percy Jackson and thinking that Percy sang this song

*can I use this as background music without being copyrighted?*

The woman in the first one is Lauren Paley and she's amazing!!

Yesssss I saw the title and I’m so pumped to listen

Sounds great!

Beautiful like always 🌼 thank u for this divine music and songs 💫

if there is tamino's song in a playlist. IT IS A GOOD PLAYLIST!!!

Oh my god I feel as I was being haunted by fancy ghosts at the begging

I fall in love with every single one of your videos, they never fail to please the mood, and I appreciate you and your talents immensely. Thank you for your time and everything you put into them, I enjoy the time I spend listening to them.

I'm so obsessed with your channel

I’m making an Illiad Playlist to listen to while reading the Illiad. This literally has all the songs I was looking for :)

I was about to go to sleep but I'm gonna listen to this first

_Short povv- how you enjoy itt_ _Wattpad: @Arcane-Sonder_ A dense coat of dust brushed over the scene before you as you slowly made your way through, arms wrapped around yourself in a poor attempt to stay warm. Your torn wings hung uncooperatively from your back, dragging the gutter of the ground with you with every step. All that remained from the once beautiful city, were ruins… Broken down structures, and bodies, scattered across the remains of a glorious place. Your heart sank to your stomach at the thought of what might’ve happened to him. It felt selfish to only care about one person with all this misery around you, but you couldn’t help it. All you wanted was to make sure he was safe… or at least that he survived… You called out his name, your voice failing you with every scream but it didn’t stop you from trying again and again. Tears clouded your vision but you quickly wiped them away, continuing through the ruins until finally catching sight of something familiar. Golden robes, the kind only he wore. A gasp escaped you and you ran, ignoring the agonizing burn from your wings and the ache of your bare feet hitting the uneven rubble. You ran, until reaching the body and you knelt down next to it. Or more appropriately… him. The once bright glowing aura which usually surrounded him, completely absent, leaving behind an empty pale over his body. You brushed the dark locks away from his face revealing the lifeless tranquillity of an expression. Your breath caught in your throat, your hands trembling as they lingered on his cold cheeks, no longer able to feel his warmth. “No… No… Helios…” you choked up on your words, barely able to even say his name. With a slight struggle and all your strength, you held him up, just enough to be able to embrace him, resting your head against his chest as the tears began pouring from your eyes, landing on the torn golden garments he wore. It was almost as if the sky shared in your sorrow, casting dark shadows over the world, leaving it dark, cold, and lonely… just you and your dead lover.

I want to like all of your videos😂 Great job!

Good chill work out mix

I can't wait🙂✨

As I lay in the ruins of Greece, I could see the gateway to heaven, angels preparing to take me to their world. " But I can't give up! No. I'll resist, resist, resis..... My soul was ready to leave. I was never able to forgive the ruthless creature that did this to my fellow citizens and me. "Never will I forgive the monster that caused this painful death, I...I will....". All that was left were mere corpses. ☠️💀 RIP

the fifth song is 🤯, happy I found this playlist

This made me feel proud to be Greek! Thank you so much Ivoryyy

Entro em outro mundo ouvindo essas playlists tão incríveis!

OH MY GOSH IS THE FIRST SONG THE STAIRWELL SIREN?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

I LOVE THIS

I love this playlist- it makes me feel like one of the old Gods who just lost their last worshipper or something

Imagine, as Everybody Wants To Rule The World plays, all the Gods and Goddesses went full blast with their gifts as they defend their kingdom. bishhhhhhhh

Listening to this while reading The Song of Achilles is so immersive I love it

The fact I'm from Greece makes me happy now

this makes me feel like a fallen greek goddess hhh

My soul belongs to another space and time. Another era.

21:25 and 22:49(and the others extracts) it's french. Albert Camus- Le Mythe de Sisyphe It talks about suicide and how life is absurd. I recommend this book.