The European people will not fade. But many will die. And many will suffer. Traitors are those who betray their own people. And thus so, those who give up in light of treachery and destruction
seems like a strategic thing to do, if your enemy sees you the impact it more. A real coward wouldnt even try to eliminate their target they would just hide far away.
But how many backs has the hero stabbed, how many throats, how many dark secrets lie in the hero's past, villains are heroes to save themselves when no one else would!
“No one ever complained about the cold on Hoth. We never felt it. Even though we were blinded by blizzards, we could see the final end of the Rebellion in our blaster sights. Was it only a mirage? Perhaps. But on that day, on that planet, our blood ran hot with dreams of victory, melting the ice that stood in our way.” - Unknown 501st Trooper, on the Battle of Hoth, (Star Wars Battlefront 2, 2005)
As the Rebels fled, the 501st gathered around a burning bunker and let out a cheer that shook the stars. The Rebellion was done, the Death Star was being rebuilt, bigger than ever. Order had finally returned to the Galaxy, in no small part due to the efforts of the fighting men of the 501st.
“As a member of the Royal Guard, I once saw this kingdom as the perfect beacon of hope on the face of the Overworld. Now, after knowing what it truly does, it’s nothing more but a mirror of the thing I’ve been taught to despise” “How so?” “Both Sides of this war have family’s, goals, motives, events, Wars, funerals, celebrations..... but most importantly and the most horrifying .... both teach their people to hate the other with a burning passion , no more no less” “If you truly believe these kingdoms can be saved.... then you shall die as much as a fool as the kings on their thrones, believing that hating the other will make their problems go away”
When Daemon Blackfyre died, his brother Aegor Bittersteel fought tooth and nail to make Daemon’s children and grandchildren Kings of Westeros. When he was mortally wounded in The Disputed Lands, he died at the age of 69 with a sword in his hands and defiance on his lips. His legacy would continue in the actions of The Golden Company.
That's entirely incorrect. Not all humans are of the same stock. While there are genetic traits shared by people, there are others that are completely absent in others. Blue eyed people have the same common ancestor. Red haired people are in the same boat. 1 common ancestor. Genetics is a hell of a thing. Might be the same species, but, we aren't all brothers and sisters. At best, we're distant cousins.
@@yourejustchildish2554 I understand the quote. "We're all related blah blah blah." Fact is though, we aren't. There are people alive today that have Neanderthal DNA. A completely different species from homo sapiens. Don't know about you, but, they aren't my brothers and sisters. Cousins at best. Way far removed cousins.
"We can't all be right. Someone has to be unacceptable. If I'm the only one wrong in this world then maybe I'm the only one who's still right in another."
What I mean is... This person is saying that if you follow the instructions on the box but the food is still cold, this music plays. So I'm just kinda saying "Imagine standing there for 5 minutes while this music plays."
Nishkam Karma in Bhagwat gita The sanskrit shloka is as follows: कर्मण्येवाधिकारस्ते मा फलेषु कदाचन। मा कर्मफलहेतुर्भूर्मा ते सङ्गोऽस्त्वकर्मणि॥ २-४७ Karmanye vadhikaraste Ma Phaleshu Kadachana । Ma Karmaphalaheturbhurma Te Sangostvakarmani ।। Meaning- Your right is to perform your work, but never to the results. Never be motivated by the results of your actions, nor should you be attached to not performing your prescribed duties.
This song always makes me think of a lone survivor gathering himself, then walking away from everything, and as the song progresses, the camera continues to pan out, showing all of this destruction around them.
The destruction that surrounds them... the carnage they indulged in... the death they themself created and hungered for... for they are not of mortal flesh, they are destruction, carnage, death... they... are the beginning of the end tines...
@@chaibiaziz1902( warning for spoilers ahead) After getting defeated by Mongols, Jin disavowed the samurai honor code and decide to develop a more elusive method of fighting. The method which disgracefully backstabs opponents and darted through the night afterwards. His uncle, the lord found the method distasteful, begging Jin to amend his ways. But no, he is no longer samurai The era of Shinobi shall begin
When the fuel in your car is below the line and you are still far from home and say "I know my car" but deep down you are sweating and praying that you make it.
This is that music which plays when your dad says he's using your computer and you get the " we need to talk " message, because at that moment, you know what has happened and nothing can change and all you can do is.....hope.
The walls have fallen, the windows shattered. The very gate blown down, the great temple smashed, each house burned with their wrath. The king slain in battle, the knights crushed with the enemies might. We are no more, my friends, we are no more.
Weakness is power. It helps you grow strong. Those who do not learn from mistakes, are destined to fall. Let the Gods stoke the flames of failure. Let them torture me for my rebellion. do not follow them.they are afraid of me. Because know they bleed. know they hurt. They are not invincible. They think, because am an outlier, I pose no threat! They take comfort in their perfection. But they are not perfect. They let me live. And will bring about their fate.
Yuuus if they took out the 'look after my men' in the T.V show it would be even more epic. he jumps into the arena, the savior of the world, hero of time, slayer of shards, risking his life in a hopeless battle for the son of a regional prince and inadvertently risking the entire cosmere
"A man having lost not only his closest friends but his most loved one and a child's life yet to be. Holding his love in his arms unable to feel her warmth cries out in what can only be described as true pain"
"Even in Death I am Still inevitable I will be born again not in flesh but in ideals, in Perception , in necessity and in Fate ...am..in..evitable." While the "good" require that you stand, I only require that you kneel, for the darkness gives unlimited power if you are willing to pay it's price.
@@commandercritic9036 yea I think I did but honestly idk ik the "while Leonidas requires that you stand, I only require that you kneel" is from 300 cause Xerxes says that and the first part the inevitable thing is from the sith legend Valkorion
"Look out there, your majesty. Look upon my work. Your walls, your cities, your armies, your people... all gone. Burnt to ash, by my hands. But cheer up. I'll let you keep the crown."
"The Empire may have fallen... But I promise you. I will make it rise again. I, will rule the world." -me after seeing the video title and hearing the music.
The title is right. This really feels like a song for a long forgotten thriving kingdom and the only tales left of it is those who still believed that it used to be thriving for me though
“And so the trumpets play.. the yells cry out.. the beating of hearts thump. For this day, we are no longer a nation together. But a nation divided.” “Leave everything behind from this moment on. You won’t find honor in the savagery of your enemies.”
This guy is so amazing and so are the tracks he produces. I hear your music everywhere but nobody really seems to know your account. Criminally underrated.
„This is our final message! Today, German troops have entered Warsaw. We send brotherly regards to all Polish troops fighting in Hel. And all those fighting, wherever they are. Poland has not yet perished! Long Live Poland!” - Some Polish Man
@@dinosolder6454 Polish government was anti german and expelled the German minority. There were many peaceful solutions put forward by Germany, but they were ignored. Allies and others wanted war. Just like they didn't accept the subsequent peace agreements...in fact, they haven't accepted any peace proposals since 1933!
@@rolandhunter no it wasn’t, that has been debunked, the Germans lied about Poland “ persecuting Germans “ to justify the invasion of Germany. Nazi propagandists accused Poland of persecuting ethnic Germans living in Poland. They also falsely claimed that Poland was planning, with its allies Great Britain and France, to encircle and dismember Germany. The SS, in collusion with the German military, staged a phony attack on a German radio station. The Germans FALSELY accused the Poles of this attack. Hitler then used the action to launch a “retaliatory” campaign against Poland. 🤡🤡🤡🤡 you lost the war neo nazi, the whole world knows Hitler was a genocidal maniac.
After I slaugthered all my foes viciously and enemies blood is dripping from my blade while Im heavily breathing and watching all the dead bodies from the hill ,the clouds makes the earth dark,strong wind & thunderstrike, then I look at the sky and the strength within me makes me yell ,Once again I look towards the battlefield and it was at this moment that I realized the music is over and Im back to earth again. What a masterpiece.
14 Reasons to live for. 14 Reasons to Die For. War is eternal. Our people aren't gone yet. We fight for survival, glory and honor. We will endure, no matter the cost.
@@14reasons58 War is eternal in some sense I agree, but even in violent times any given civilisation is mostly peaceful, I'd think that is quite objective. War is eternal does not really resonate when over 99% of the world's population as lived in peace for at least a majority of their life. As for the disappreance of a group of people, this is a guarantee for all cultures and peoples eventually. And there isn't really any possible argument against that, since I could always just increase the length of time by an order of magnitude. Do you really think even a civilisation as colossal as (for example) Europe will last for another 1000 years? 10,000? 100,000? And so on. This disappearance does not necessarily need to be a bad thing, sometimes at least, I know I wouldn't have preferred Celtic tribal civilisation to modern types, or even Roman civilisation, which is very overrated. Do you think any of what I said is delusional? Genuinely curious.
@@kieronreid6757 "but even in violent times any given civilisation is mostly peaceful" Lol, I don't know in what world you live, but in many countries this isn't true in any way. "War is eternal does not really resonate when over 99% of the world's population as lived in peace for at least a majority of their life." You're forgeting 2 World Wars and others great wars that happened arround the world... Only because you didn't made part of a war that doesn't mean that other's aren't in wars too.
“I chose to follow the path of light. I knew it wouldn’t be easy. People would scorn and hate me because of the men and women I came from. But I never imagined I would lose everything. That I would have everything taken from me and then be seen as the one who did it. I am not the villain. I didn’t have a choice. I never did.”-Random character I made.
Seems like I'm going to have to pay more attention to your compositions. This will be perfect for the final scene of my second book, when it's adapted to film. It's my antagonist's origin story, and ends with him destroying all life on his planet, inadvertently, while trying to save it. It breaks him, utterly, and shapes and informs who and what he ends up becoming, to justify the atrocity he commits. What he unleashes cleanses all life, and even oxygen and microbial life on his planet, killing its 6 billion inhabitants in the process, scorching the planet to its crust, and turning the planet into a lifeless body. I'm certain that I will be in touch, eventually, when all is in motion. Beautiful piece of music. Keep up the great work.
@@user-be9rq5re2l I'm in the final draft revisions for the saga, right now. I expect to have the first three books ready for publication within a year, which should set publication date at 18-24 months from now, if all goes according to my present writing schedule. When I get done getting my full VA disability, I will be able to write full time, and no longer have work interfering with my writing, dramatically accelerating my timetable. So, pray the VA is less awful than they have been in the intervening years since I left the Marines with a permanent injury. I will make you a deal.... when I have a solid publication date, I will post again to this thread, and let you know the title and planned date of publication. Once the stories reach the development stage for screenplay and video game adaptation(yes, I plan to do a series of games, and have high hopes of producing an open-world, sandbox, massively-multiplayer online game of pretty profound scope, which I plan to oversee and creatively develop myself, once I sign a deal with a studio I trust), the full saga should be released to hardback and paperback. It's an ambitious plan, but I have yet to have a single person who didn't get sucked in by the story, and the underpinning concepts. It's not difficult to write a compelling story when you have compelling characters, and my story is all about my characters, their relationships, their development, their flaws, their triumphs and failures, and how they take part in and bear witness to an alternate, semi-fictional but historically-founded timeline of humanity, since the time of early civilization, from the tail end of the Younger Drias period forward. And, of course, when the screenplay production for the second book goes into effect, my plan is to contract with a few composers, Greg(Secession Studios) included in that, to do a combination of remastered and slightly modified versions of existing music they've already created, which has inspired my final draft revisions, and helped me visualize and realize what I want to see in my book and on screen, as well as a collaborative original score. Greg's talent for dark, simple compositions that are surprisingly thoughtful and complex, for the initiated listener, will be perfect for the dark tone of the second book, as well as many of the darker chapters of the story. As an artist of another kind, who weaves a tapestry with words, and relies upon creative visualization, I spend literally hours every day mining the best, modern classical compositions I can find, in the hopes of being further inspired, and possibly utilizing what is a criminally-underrated genre of modern music, in the form of neo-classical composition. The fact that things like "WAP" by Cardi B get a billion plays and win a Grammy, but tracks and albums like this go largely unnoticed, is a travesty. So, you have my word.... when the time comes, I will post here, again, and give the details, if Greg is okay with me doing so on his channel.
"When I had awoke from my grave, I sought had the reason. To know now that the destruction of my kingdom was so thorough as to be erased from memory; all at the hands of what I had warned my countrymen of, is a pain unrivaled. What I seek now, is justice for the long departed."
When Daemon Blackfyre died, his brother Aegor Bittersteel fought tooth and nail to make Daemon’s children and grandchildren Kings of Westeros. When he was mortally wounded in The Disputed Lands, he died at the age of 69 with a sword in his hands and defiance on his lips. His legacy would continue in the actions of The Golden Company.
The picture in the background along with the music makes sense. The picture is from the Dark Souls series (mainly Dark Souls 2), in that case, this would be music for Lord Gwyn’s Age of Fire and kingdom coming to an end. Legendary job btw 👍
This is actually a fitting theme for the last battle of the Samurais in Shiroyama during the Satsuma-Rebellion. With their death, Valor and Honour also died because from then on wars would be fought with gunpowder and later Bullets and Artillery. There is no honor in that kind of Warfare. Just sharing this thouht with you guys since the title combined with this song made me think of it.
Been listening to this song over and over since the release of Legendary and i'm totally in love with it, takes me into epic battles and stories, thanks Greg you really are a master
"With pride and arrogance, we trusted the wall to protect us, but it only proved to be our undoing. Throughout the kingdom, church bells hang silent as the sound of artillery permeates the landscape, with the screams of our troops being all that interrupts. We've lost this war; we trusted too much in the promises of the king to believe such a fall could be possible. However, while this may be the end to a kingdom, this will not be the end of Kalya, for by the hands of Kalyans, to Erenia death shall go." -Kalyan Peasant following the fall of the kingdom's capital to Erenian forces
"The art of war is hearing your heart-beating, knowing you are alive. We bleed in the same earth, and bleed we must. CRYWAR! LOUDER!" -Atreus, the Mortal Aspect of War
The leader of the battalion wore red stripes signaling his position in the grand army. He was blade dancing with James. Each slice James was able to keep up with ease. James was just waiting for him to make a mistake. The leader overcommitted on a poke so he side stepped it grabbed his arms and flung his sword away and grabbed him by the throat, "I am sure all of you are...Fully aware of who is responsible for this" James growled. He looked at all of his men. Some of them were rather unscathed with a light amount of dirt and blood dripping from their swords. Others were injured. Broken pieces of equipment and blood splattered everywhere. Cerren was on his knees shaking one of his dead comrades. His face had a glint of light from a shallow pool of sweat on him. His features remained normal but you could recognize a tint of fire in his eyes you would only recognize once you have been around him for a while. "We have been deceived. Our king was afraid that we would figure out the truth. We have someone sitting on that throne sipping wine while we fight his battles for him! And what does he do to people who disobey him? What does he do when they figure out his deceitfulness and evil? He casts them aside! He disposes of them! He wanted to get rid of us, he wanted to because he was afraid. He was afraid of what all of us were capable of. Out of all the blood that was spilled for our king. And the comrades he had kill today. I say...it is only fair that we go...and spill some of his." A huge uproar came from the battle field. He stared the leader in his eyes. The leader looked in fear at James. "Tell King Zori we will come for his head." He threw him to the ground and he scurried off to the kingdom.
What is a man without his will, without his goals, without his dreams, when everything is lost it is lost, nothing but a body without a soul that somehow is still alive.
I'm a simple man, I see Faraam Armor Set from Dark Souls 3 / Dark Souls 2, I click on the video. Item Description from DS3: This set is named after a god of war. The armor of the Forossa Lion Knights was preserved even after the destruction of their homeland, and is mentioned in numerous legends, alongside the names of those who are said to have gone beyond death.
"Who tracks our footsteps, I wonder? We who are forgotten, the discounted and the ignored. When the path is failure, it is never willingly taken. The fallen. Why does my heart weep for them? Not them but us, for most assuredly I am counted among them. Slaves, serfs, nameless peasants and labourers, the blurred faces in the crowd - just a smear on memory, a scuffing of feet down the side passages of history. Can one stop, can one turn and force one's eyes to pierce the gloom? And see the fallen? Can one ever see the fallen? And if so, what emotion is born in that moment?" There were tears on his cheeks, dripping down on his chafed hands. he knew the answer to that question, knife-sharp and driven deep, and the answer was...recognition. Udinaas- slave Malazan book of the fallen
This song and picture contained makes me feel like this guy was once a loving father , then having his children ripped away from Him by his evil ex… one by one they are turned against him , slowly the hero the knight in battle worn armor becomes the villain in their hearts … this song is the knight accepting his fate as the villain even though he was innocent the whole time. In the real world the bad guys win.
This is the crushing sound of a kingdom's light being extinguished by the howling winds of war, no ammount of hope, valor, unity or purpose can stand against the rapid firing of a thousand broadside batteries
"Are you happy now!? You wanted war so badly, to show our enemies how powerful we were. What our new shiny weapons could do! But they were worthless! We couldn't hold our own, we were stopped at every turn, there was NO WAY were gonna win!! But You never listened to me or anyone! You didn't care about peace nor safety. So Now, be proud of our defeat, our *Defeated Kingdom!"* -General to the King
"Thy shall never rest my valour must shine bright I will return brighter than the sun colder than the moon darker than the night for I am true knight "-me if I was dying as a knight
It was simple really. You see the hearts of the people had long ago been broken. They had toiled for years feeding a fat, rich king. They had suffered abuse, famine, and every sort of suffering. They watched their children die during the long, cold winter nights. You see it was because the king never cared for his people and never saw them above his roast pig laying upon his feast table. So that is why the day they came, the day our new ruler came, the guards simply opened the city gates. The people watched silently from their homes or the streets staring, hoping that the army marching through their streets had come to finally end their torment. The army was cold, determined, and singleminded. And their marched matched it. They moved effortlessly through the city towards the castle. There they found the king, as he was always doing at that hour, feasting upon the labors of his people. The leader of the army stood at the end of the feast table and removed his helmet revealing a young man similar in look to the king. "Well brother, I see you have treated our people well." "My people," the king corrected, but paused in his feasting as he noticed the men standing behind the young man, "As that why you are here?" "It is. I have come to reclaim this people and this land." The king laughed and took a large sip of wine. "Over my dead body. I broke them. I made them fear me. They are mine and they will never be yours." The young man smiled, "That maybe what you believe, but the truth is far from it." "Lies!" called out the king as he had lost his smile. This interaction no longer held enjoyment for him. "Guards take this intruder away to the dungeon." But they didn't move. They simply stood there. The king then stood and screamed into their faces, "I said to take them away!" Again, they didn't move. Fear began to take hold of the king's cold heart. "The more you made them fear you, the faster they ran to me," said the young man as he drew sword. "Now it is time to end their suffering." "No!" the king cried out as the young man slew him. The young man backed away from the body of the king. He then turned and stood before his troops. "Men today, you have witnessed justice. You have witnessed honor being restored to this people. You have witnessed hope in a new, better future. Never forget this day. Never forget what happened to bring us here. And never forget what we can become." The troops hailed their new ruler, and word quickly spread of the death of the king. And with that news came a new hope, a new purpose. The people rejoiced in their new ruler, the one who had freed them from their prison. And they never forget what he did for them that day.
"I lived by the goverments rules my entire fucking life... As a prince and leader of the kings soldiers I secured the future of our nation, of our home and made it become stronger. It was meant to become a paradise. A place for everyone to feel safe. To find redemption... even for our enemies. After all this time of war, when our king my father got assassinated by our enemies and his 2 sons reign began and old wounds started to tore, this endless story of who should rule this land, continued... Once again war was brought upon our land and the two princes who didn't want to share the crown began their own cold war... just because no one knew who should finish what our father started. Is it that you two think he wanted?! To see everything he's been building burn to ashes by egotistical, selfish and ignorant lads who are unworthy of his crown?! Two idiots who put war over peace?! Not on my watch..." - The Banished Third Son, somewhere in a land far away
We lost everything. Our streets. Our walls. Our homes. Our beloveds.. even our children. -"What do we do?" -"What can we do. We have nothing to lose.." -"Then we will do everything."
This is a quote from a book that I'm writing and this song helped me think of some really good ideas. "Let me tell you something kid. Back in the 30's, the world was in shambles because an evil man thought he could rule the world. Look at the world now. It's in shambles because a bunch of powerful people thought they could play God."
When I believe the most is BigBang theory I got the feeling of Guilt When I did not choose the creation theory in bible But Before We choose of those two Georges Lemaître is the one Who theorized the big bang theory. Georges Lemaître not an atheist but an Jesus Believer And a Christian / that's show You can't put god In the test tube and also the Origin of Existence if you all guys Choose Big bang theory doesn't mean you believe it most don't be confused in illusion of Though I hope That guys You all understand that What written in the bible that show the voice of god It's the only one to believe the most...
They came at us with those tubes- those damned metal tubes that spit fire and metal and death. The royal guard's full plate suits had taken direct crossbow bolts, but under the fire and metal of those damned pagan assailants, they fell like flies. Many wounds had I suffered for my king in all my years of service, but dozens more my form did bare that day. Into the attackers did my greatsword go, and dozens fell before me. Metal tore through my arms, my back, my chest, my gut; my ears rang with blood and the echoes of my deforming helm, and in honest combat, hundreds of the pagan murderers fell to my blade that day. My organs tore under the shredded remains of my full plate, but still I faught untill my arms would lift my blade no more, my very muscles torn right off my bone, my legs crumpling under that same fate. The cult leader walked to me, _his last mistake,_ and stated "You won't tell me where he is, will you?" "You'll NEVER find my King!!!" I spat from a bloody, Broken-toothed jaw. He asked my last words, and I stated; "Valor is dead. And I, I go WITH IT!!!" With the last strength of my body, I acted once more for king and kingdom, and tore away with seven teeth at the manhood of that evil cultist lord, before his Metal tube blew my brains apart. I would die, but no line of kings would EVER replace the rightful King and his heirs. NEVER.
“I feel sorry for you, Prime. Your allegiance to these humans. The trouble with loyalty to a cause, *is that the cause, will ALWAYS betray you.”* -Lockdown
"Was it worth it?" Came the weak and feeble reply of the man you considered nothing but a father. Battered and bleeding on the ground, his wares marred by blood flowing like that of a river from the wound you have caused. He was no longer the man you aspired to become, no longer the warrior to be feared...no longer the King that ruled. As you watched the life fade from his very eyes, you swallowed thickly as you were reminded how those very same eyes looked down on a boy with happiness and with a proud disposition. Now only filled with tears, pain and regret. It passed for only a moment and you could do nothing but try and strengthen your resolve, not trusting your voice you merely replied with a simple "...yes" And thus with those final words you saw how deaths scythe claimed yet another man from this world you look around the room, cold, dark and...alone. Clutching a gold crown defiled by the hands of your own. You ask yourself, was it worth it?
