Відео

Noice. 👍

My God this is swell

THANK YOU!!! I was really hoping someone had made this!

I hath ridd'n on thou the for'st upon a nameless steed Twas of great joy to tak'th shelt'r from the rain In the for'st thou art able to r'memb'r thy name For thith'r be none of whom present to bring'th great pain unto thee

She be mad as a fool What of Fath'r Noble I am but mad as a fool What of Fath'r Noble

BANGER! ❤

Masterfully done Sirrah!!

Madn'ss , yet tis how it shalt be Thous'nds of town folk , whom but dwell as foes Perhaps , thith'r be still hope To mast'r how to love And banish thy hatr'd Arise Sir John of Ozithia

No way dude its awesome, im gonna steel it for my dnd session

This has too little views

Oh Princess Maria , Princess Maria She resembles a tale foretold of the west All her life , she did dwell within the villages of Spain She acts as she be a play act'r Oh Princess Maria , Princess Maria She had fallen in love in the kingdom of Old Yorksh're To the sound of the lute As it be play'd by Sir Carltren of Santithia

The land was ablaze yet none wer able to saveth I Tis peculiar of what desire will make foolish folk attempt I nev'r dreamt I wou'd encount'r a creat're so fair as thee And I nev'r dreamt I wou'd loose a creat're as fair as thee Arise Sir Christopher of Isithia

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Whom within ther existence be joyous in the land shalt b'cometh an angel after death Thou gaze up unto the heavens and ask Why be I unable to detect them ? Only once the clouds have drifted into slumb'r Thou art able to detect us in the sky We art fearful and alone For the lord knoweth we wish not to b'cometh and angel

THIS ! THIS! THIIIIIIIIIIS! I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS! SUBSCRIBE!

I am b'troth'd to a maiden nam'd suina She knoweth of what to doeth I am b'troth'd to a maiden nam'd suina She knoweth of what to doeth She dances eastbound , she dances westbound Yet she be the maiden of whom I mostly adore

Thy love be alike an evil plague An evil plague be what I doth r'quire Oh oh oh hith'r it com'th alike an evil plague Thith'r be not a sorcer'r whom be able to r'move this curse

Get back, get back, get back to where me' lord wants me now....

RIP Sir John of Bonashire

We require not anoth'r noble sir

I always want to appreciate much older music because you never know, maybe there was a 14th century banger out there and you've just never heard it before

Gamesome, forsooth.

*Imagining The Beatles rocking' it in 1304 or something* 🤣

This is a gem!

Amazing bardcore cover =) And BOSCH's art!

I remember whence Brother Luther said "We be jammin" and he jammed all over the place. Have we named 0:20 him yet?

Ho fair maiden whom weareth enchanting garments Thou give unto me a fev'r alike none I hath nev'r known of b'fore Thou art but a vision of beauty I doth admire thy stroll , thy speaking , thy gown I detect thy fe'vr from many miles I shalt whisk thee away upon mine steed and we shalt ride (?) Kisseth me mine dearest and telleth me twice Thou art the su'tor for me

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Agonysum is the pricus that you'll payo in the endum Dominationum consumatre you then callare you a friendo It's a twistedus fallum..

Be thith'r a soul present ?

RIP Sir Vincent of Abboshire

_"I must assure thee, I doth remain upright"_

_♪ Phillipe don't like it, moveth the kasbah!♪_ I tried xD

_certainly, this maiden is suffering from witchcraft.._

This is great is 1.5

This one's for Thor!

MON MARAIS ! 💚

Makes it to my fantasy music playlist. Thumbs up.

Ohh Lady Pamela of Andershire , so enchanting Be still , mine beating heart

Thith'r sounds the horn in which warns of the crusades Thith'r cometh the sound of the clanging of swords (?) Jumping on horseback we must ride hastily We must charge onward for the pursuing battle

I t’was caught, in the midst of an old horse track. I gazed round, and I knew there’d be nay turning back. Mine mind raced, and bethought, “what must I do?” And I knew, there’d be naught help, naught help from you. The sound of the drum, doth beat my heart. The pow’r of the sun, tore me apart. Thou’ve been, Thunderstruck! Rode down the fairway, broke the limit, we’re off to town. We went to Scotland, yes Scotland and we made some fun. We met some dames, some damsels who knew of good times. Disobeyed rule, Jested the fools, I dare say they, they, they blew our minds! Loft I shooketh at mine knees! Might I come again, please? Lo the maidens were too kind! Thou’ve been, Thunderstruck!

The aces are flying high with this tune. I for sure was one of these aces.

Huh, surprisingly good

- He perchance doth deceive me with another maiden. - Myself and the lads:

I wish to flee I wish to hide I shalt pulleth down the walls which hide me away I wish for the flame to be within mine grasp Whence the streets hath not a name Sir David of Evashire plays the lute with such brilliance

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Not a cellphone in sight, just people enjoying the moment... proud I grew up doing this

On the first part of the journey I was looking at all the life There were plants and birds. and rocks and things There was sand and hills and rings The first thing I met, was a fly with a buzz And the sky, with no clouds The heat was hot, and the ground was dry But the air was full of sound I've been through the desert on a horse with no name It felt good to be out of the rain In the desert you can remember your name 'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain La, la, la la la la, la la la, la, la La, la, la la la la, la la la, la, la After two days, in the desert sun My skin began to turn red After three days, in the desert fun I was looking at a river bed And the story it told, of a river that flowed Made me sad to think it was dead You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name It felt good to be out of the rain In the desert you can remember your name 'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain La la, la, la la la la, la la la, la, la La la, la, la la la la, la la la, la, la After nine days, I let the horse run free 'Cause the desert had turned to sea There were plants and birds, and rocks and things There was sand and hills and rings The ocean is a desert, with it's life underground And a perfect disguise above Under the cities lies, a heart made of ground But the humans will give no love You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name It felt good to be out of the rain In the desert you can remember your name 'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain... 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 La, la, la la la la, la la la, la, la La la, la, la la la la, la la la, la, la

Any chance for a cover of True Survivor or the Baywatch there?

Great work. Thanks for sharing!