I can imagine a movie scene where a young man is on Normandy beach, being showered in bullets as he sees his friends die one by one. Just a moment ago they were all laughing and talking and now they’re gone. Realizing that he had romanticized what being a soldier actually is and that it’s not as glamorous as he thought it would be. As he lays on his back on dirt and sandbags he closes his eyes and yells “ahh” to the top of his lungs while clinching his rifle. He thinks about when he was a young boy at home with his family and about the moment where he slow danced with his girlfriend before he left to go fight this war. And then his story comes to an end, like many others. Forgotten in a war that’ll always be remembered.
POV: Earth is getting consumed by Nuclear winter, and the last sun rays just went away, and its getting colder, and colder, and colder. . . colder. . .
It’s the year 2300. Your a scout for the Greater Swiss Republic’s army and 216 years have passed since the 3rd Great War. You’re the farthest anyone has gone away from the new Swiss border near the remains of Warsaw. You walk through the now overgrown roads filled with trees and brush, searching for anything of use. You see a sign lying on the ground, decaying and covered in weeds. It’s completely illegible and your location is unknown, but you figure you’re somewhere south of Karelia. Gradually, as you walk farther east, the terrain switches from an overgrown one to a simple sheet of frozen ice and snow. Sad looking, but cold hardy plants poke through the ice, trying to reach the now-blazing sun. You think of turning back, but before you do, what looks like a massive ice covered castle can be seen lying far in the distance. Deciding to give it a look, you trek several miles toward the thing before realizing what you were looking at. It was a city, and a large one at that. It had been frozen over in the wasteland, but was still distinguishable as you entered it. Over an inch of ice covered every surface, but even that didn’t stop you from recognizing the architecture. You were in what was left of Moscow, the former capital of Russia in the Russo-Chinese Imperial State. It used to be a bustling metropolis, but after The Anglosphere and America dropped the bombs, it was assumed nothing was left of it. They were wrong, apparently. As you got several blocks into the city, buildings incased in ice just became snow-covered rubble piles and soon, a massive circle shaped lake appeared. It took up several miles and was covered in ice, but water was visible in the middle. It was the crater. Exactly where the bombs dropped. There was nothing useful here, you thought. As you circumvented the lake and exited out the other side of Moscow, hoping to do a quick sweep of the area, something caught your attention. Lying next to an old building was what looked like a large, 10 foot metal square. You walked over to it curiously but as soon as you stepped onto it, the platform let out a loud snapping sound and the end farthest from you fell forward. With a loud thump, your body fell downward and rolled onto the floor of an underground garage. The concrete ground was solid and uncracked by time, which amazed you. There was a large piano in the center of the room with a chair and desk sat next to it. A human corpse, mummified by the freezing temperatures, sat at it, slumped backwards. Slowly moving over to it, you noticed the shelves of antiques sitting untouched on the walls. Then, you look at the table. On it sat an old tape recorder which was just under the dead woman’s hands. Figuring it was just a trinket and not operable, but curious anyway, you picked it up, accidentally setting off the play button. Words…. Many, many words… so many words came out of that thing. Music too. The tape recorder sounded deafening in the extreme quiet of the Eurasian wasteland and it’s contents blinded you as well. “Well, if you’re listening to this, I’m probably long dead. I’ve been trapped in this garage for months, as the door is jammed. I heard the bombs drop. They’re all gone. All of them. My children! My Katyusha! The world itself! All gone! All I have is this room of antiques and this old, but still operable tape recorder. I never thought I’d use it, but now’s the time I guess. My name doesn’t matter anymore and isn’t important. All that matters is my apology and the music that comes with it. I shall play my last song, in honor of my people!” This was when the piano began to play an old song about soldiers lost at war and the madness conflicts cause, called We’ll Meet Again by most people. This version was different though. It was as if the poor woman was using every last bit of her sadness, dread, misery, and energy into the piano. It sounded dark and sad, which made sense for the situation this woman was in. As the music began playing louder, she spoke again. “I am sorry - No. We are sorry. So, so sorry. I speak for all of the general Russian populace when I say this. We’re sorry for the bombings, the war, everything. We, the people, never wanted to join the Russo-Chinese Imperial State, but our dictatorial leader did it anyway. Then, we were crushed into submission by the Chinese and had to “act accordingly” or be sent to the camps. All us Russian people wanted was to have a strong, patriotic state similar to that of the USA. We just wanted to be genuinely proud of our nation for once, but tis’ was not to be. When the order to fire the nukes was given, most people in charge of working the buttons refused, but the government backup system managed to fire them anyway. God we never wanted this. Never. Now most of Europe is dead. Most of the Americas are dead. Asia along with the entirety of our Russian nation is gone too. We’re sorry. So sorry. If anyone finds this place and this recorder, please take the box full of piano instructions for all of our old songs. Please don’t let our culture die out. Ugh. My body hurts even more now. For my own sanity, I will end this here. Goodbye, anyone who’s out there…” The song dwindled to an end and you were awestruck by your discovery, but also understanding and extremely depressed. You found the song instructions in a small metal box on the table and set off, ready to tell HQ about the find and call some backup to recover the valuable antiques from the garage. Before leaving though, you look in the icy Moscow lake and swear that something is watching you from inside it. But, it was time for you to leave so that mystery would stay unsolved…
I kept reading it while listening to the song, I was able to visualize the whole scenery. I'm happy that I read it and proud I did so. It was well-written, thanks for writing this💖
I wish Gravity Falls season 3 would happen so that this can be the background music to the opening. Imagine the opening is Gravity Falls in the winter, with the wreckage of Weirdmaggedon suddenly glowing a familiar yellow… 👁🎩
"...the empty pavilion, a dance hall who had hosted countless parties for the servicemen that were due to leave, the many who never returned. It was then that a ghostly tone could be heard, like the timbers were echoing the songs that had once shook them. It's location uncertain and muffled as though it were on the other side of an otherworldly barrier. It spoke of memories, longing, and a hope that had died long ago but was sustained by the spirits who lingered in that dark abandoned building."
::::: i can't take it anymore... they said there would be reforces but people are dying one by one! just when i was naive to enter this gate to hell , only just now i know what the greatest pain is. the bombs are errupting and obliterating , and i can only hear the screams of every soldier that swore protect their families , this is hell... :::::
As the Wehrmacht marches on London, the government flees to Birmingham and the royal family boards a plane departing for Canada, the BBC plays this tune over the wireless to lift the spirits of a nation that faces certain defeat.
@splqng. Yeah, the song by itself actually gives off an opposing aura of hope and optimism. That's why it was popular with the troops during the war and why it's recently become popular again in the UK in the face of COVID (though I think the two aren't remotely comparable). But with the reverb effect (commonly evoking feelings of emptiness, loneliness etc.) and the accompanying cold, dark image (commonly evoking feelings of death/decay, hopelessness etc.) I think it reverses that original positive aura of the song. I actually think that the chorus is rather dark: _"We'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when, but I know we'll meet again some sunny day."_ - This would (to me) heavily imply that the singer is accepting the real possibility of their demise, that they're not coming back and that they expect their reunion to be in the afterlife.
Imagine it’s ww3 your in an empty destroyed city walking down the roads with your best friend, both of you armed with guns and in uniform and you hear this coming from an extremely loud speaker in a theatre but it’s only loud enough for you to hear it just about loud enough, everything is on fire and you can’t hear faint explosions in the back
You're walking down a dark and old hotel corridor when all of a sudden, the speakers turn on and start playing this, you think nothing of it until you look at the end of the hallway. His unearthly grin tells you all you need to know, the lights start going out. It's already over...
Operation Sea Lion, also written as Operation Sealion[2][3] (German: Unternehmen Seelöwe), was Nazi Germany's code name for their planned invasion of the United Kingdom. It was to have taken place during the Battle of Britain, nine months after the start of the Second World War. Following the Battle of France and that country's capitulation, Adolf Hitler, the German Führer and Supreme Commander of the Armed Forces, hoped the British government would accept his offer to end the war. He considered invasion a last resort, to be used only if all other options had failed.[4] As a precondition for the invasion of Britain, Hitler demanded both air and naval superiority over the English Channel and the proposed landing sites. The German forces achieved neither at any point during the war. Further, both the German High Command and Hitler himself held serious doubts about the prospects for success. Nonetheless, both the German Army and Navy undertook major preparations for an invasion. These included training troops, developing specialised weapons and equipment, modifying transport vessels and the collection of a large number of river barges and transport ships on the Channel coast. However, in light of mounting Luftwaffe losses in the Battle of Britain and the absence of any sign that the Royal Air Force had been defeated, Hitler postponed Sea Lion indefinitely on 17 September 1940. It was never put into action.@@sundayakia1285
Sounds like when a young man joined the army expecting a adventure, only to see his friends die in a shower of bullets and artillery fire, to then get shot himself, lying in the middle of no man’s land, knowing no one is going to help him, knowing he will never continue his life, knowing he is just another life that was taken, knowing, he will not be remembered.
POV: your under your bed as a 8 ft redish purpleish crystal humanoid with just two green emeralds as eyes breaks down your bedroom door and smashes into your wall screaming to find you
i have this movie playing in my head where i am in some sort of trench and i see soldiers getting mowed down by machine gun fire then in one direction i see somebody getting stabbed by a soldier until a man in a gray uniform shoots him on the head. in front of me i see empty bullet shells drop on the floor i look at my hands and see its bloody i look at a rifle next to me with a bayonet attached to it the bayonet is covered with blood. A few minutes go by and then i all a sudden see a man charging towards me i pull out an old pistol and shot him on the legs the man fell until a soldier (apparently my comrade so that means the gray uniformed soldiers are the enemy)came out of no where and struck the mans head with his bayonet. and that's when the music stopped.
NO NOT ONE OF THESE THESE MAKE ME MAKE A BACKSTOR- Your on a road trip somewhere in Alaska. Your going to visit your childhood friend that has moved into a camper due to being accused of tax evasion by a unknown person who was arrested by the IRS for fake accusation of tax evasion. Since then, he has had some serious money problems as somebody has been stealing it. You can see the camper, but before you get there a abandoned stop stick from the police department pops your tires and you crash into a tree. You didn’t get knocked out, but the car is on fire. After getting out you immediately call 911, they say they’re on the way. You then knock on the campers door. No response, blood is pouring through the door. And the windows are boarded up. The camper was graffitied with the words “IRS YOUR FAULT”. You manage to kick down the door and your met with a terrible stench of meat and dried blood. You then see a dead irs agent, and another, 3 irs agents are dead here. Then… you see the corpse of your childhood friend. You try to run but are frozen mid running and you see a bloody hand and it puts a gun to your head… *BOOM.* Your shot to death… POLICE REPORT IN ALASKA IRS AGENTS RYAN SELIMER TREVOR DASILIK AND FRANK DIESHI WERE FOUND DEAD IN A CAMPER BELONGING TO PETER FIXNAI, WHO WAS ALSO FOUND DEAD ALONG WITH PERSON SEAN CHIKNAL. THE SUSPECT OF THIS 5 PERSON MURDER IS UNKNOWN. POLICE AND THE FBI ARE STILL SEARCHING FOR THE SUSPECT, BUT HAVE BEEN UNSUCCESSFUL. END OF POLICE REPORT. The end… AHHH, WHY DOES THAT HAPPEN EVERYTIME I SEE THAT VIDEO.
I really enjoy reading everyone’s comments! Thank you for your interpretations/POV’s & how you feel about this song. It’s still one of my favorites :)
This song clearly illustrates the moments before getting reincarnated into a another world
It’s giving a mother saying her last words to her daughter/son and singing to comfort them before they die…😢
outstanding... gave me goosebumps when the choir joined in
Same
I can imagine a movie scene where a young man is on Normandy beach, being showered in bullets as he sees his friends die one by one. Just a moment ago they were all laughing and talking and now they’re gone. Realizing that he had romanticized what being a soldier actually is and that it’s not as glamorous as he thought it would be.
As he lays on his back on dirt and sandbags he closes his eyes and yells “ahh” to the top of his lungs while clinching his rifle. He thinks about when he was a young boy at home with his family and about the moment where he slow danced with his girlfriend before he left to go fight this war.
And then his story comes to an end, like many others. Forgotten in a war that’ll always be remembered.
that is deep
@@local_furry_SCOTLAND that’s what she said
@@Matthew92971 yeah
true
If it’s okay I’d like to write a story about this based on this comment
POV: Earth is getting consumed by Nuclear winter, and the last sun rays just went away, and its getting colder, and colder, and colder. . . colder. . .
Cool idea, honestly I was thinking in the same thing except maybe this happened in a world where Germany won ww2.
@@Mr_HouseHausoh, hello mr. House!
@@Mr_HouseHaus “ahem🤓” jokes on me there, but although, this would not happen if Germany won ww2
@@Thetruthofhistory18 didn’t ask end of conversation.
@@x9kz out of where did you come from?
Spooky version, love it
Keep smiling through just like you always do.
Finally, one that isn't downpitched
It sounds like you would hear this in The Shining
@@camilo_fb668 I don't even know you
oh yeah!! :D
I was thinking the same thing, lol.
Or being in a zombie apocalypse
i thought it was in it, Mandela effect ig
Absolutely beautiful. I’ve been looking forever for songs like this and I got to say, my ears just got blessed. Thank you.
Bill Cipher would love this. It's really underrated.
gravity falls moment
It’s the year 2300. Your a scout for the Greater Swiss Republic’s army and 216 years have passed since the 3rd Great War. You’re the farthest anyone has gone away from the new Swiss border near the remains of Warsaw. You walk through the now overgrown roads filled with trees and brush, searching for anything of use. You see a sign lying on the ground, decaying and covered in weeds. It’s completely illegible and your location is unknown, but you figure you’re somewhere south of Karelia. Gradually, as you walk farther east, the terrain switches from an overgrown one to a simple sheet of frozen ice and snow. Sad looking, but cold hardy plants poke through the ice, trying to reach the now-blazing sun. You think of turning back, but before you do, what looks like a massive ice covered castle can be seen lying far in the distance. Deciding to give it a look, you trek several miles toward the thing before realizing what you were looking at. It was a city, and a large one at that. It had been frozen over in the wasteland, but was still distinguishable as you entered it. Over an inch of ice covered every surface, but even that didn’t stop you from recognizing the architecture. You were in what was left of Moscow, the former capital of Russia in the Russo-Chinese Imperial State. It used to be a bustling metropolis, but after The Anglosphere and America dropped the bombs, it was assumed nothing was left of it. They were wrong, apparently. As you got several blocks into the city, buildings incased in ice just became snow-covered rubble piles and soon, a massive circle shaped lake appeared. It took up several miles and was covered in ice, but water was visible in the middle. It was the crater. Exactly where the bombs dropped. There was nothing useful here, you thought. As you circumvented the lake and exited out the other side of Moscow, hoping to do a quick sweep of the area, something caught your attention. Lying next to an old building was what looked like a large, 10 foot metal square. You walked over to it curiously but as soon as you stepped onto it, the platform let out a loud snapping sound and the end farthest from you fell forward. With a loud thump, your body fell downward and rolled onto the floor of an underground garage. The concrete ground was solid and uncracked by time, which amazed you. There was a large piano in the center of the room with a chair and desk sat next to it. A human corpse, mummified by the freezing temperatures, sat at it, slumped backwards. Slowly moving over to it, you noticed the shelves of antiques sitting untouched on the walls. Then, you look at the table. On it sat an old tape recorder which was just under the dead woman’s hands. Figuring it was just a trinket and not operable, but curious anyway, you picked it up, accidentally setting off the play button. Words…. Many, many words… so many words came out of that thing. Music too. The tape recorder sounded deafening in the extreme quiet of the Eurasian wasteland and it’s contents blinded you as well. “Well, if you’re listening to this, I’m probably long dead. I’ve been trapped in this garage for months, as the door is jammed. I heard the bombs drop. They’re all gone. All of them. My children! My Katyusha! The world itself! All gone! All I have is this room of antiques and this old, but still operable tape recorder. I never thought I’d use it, but now’s the time I guess. My name doesn’t matter anymore and isn’t important. All that matters is my apology and the music that comes with it. I shall play my last song, in honor of my people!” This was when the piano began to play an old song about soldiers lost at war and the madness conflicts cause, called We’ll Meet Again by most people. This version was different though. It was as if the poor woman was using every last bit of her sadness, dread, misery, and energy into the piano. It sounded dark and sad, which made sense for the situation this woman was in. As the music began playing louder, she spoke again. “I am sorry - No. We are sorry. So, so sorry. I speak for all of the general Russian populace when I say this. We’re sorry for the bombings, the war, everything. We, the people, never wanted to join the Russo-Chinese Imperial State, but our dictatorial leader did it anyway. Then, we were crushed into submission by the Chinese and had to “act accordingly” or be sent to the camps. All us Russian people wanted was to have a strong, patriotic state similar to that of the USA. We just wanted to be genuinely proud of our nation for once, but tis’ was not to be. When the order to fire the nukes was given, most people in charge of working the buttons refused, but the government backup system managed to fire them anyway. God we never wanted this. Never. Now most of Europe is dead. Most of the Americas are dead. Asia along with the entirety of our Russian nation is gone too. We’re sorry. So sorry. If anyone finds this place and this recorder, please take the box full of piano instructions for all of our old songs. Please don’t let our culture die out. Ugh. My body hurts even more now. For my own sanity, I will end this here. Goodbye, anyone who’s out there…” The song dwindled to an end and you were awestruck by your discovery, but also understanding and extremely depressed. You found the song instructions in a small metal box on the table and set off, ready to tell HQ about the find and call some backup to recover the valuable antiques from the garage. Before leaving though, you look in the icy Moscow lake and swear that something is watching you from inside it. But, it was time for you to leave so that mystery would stay unsolved…
I am NOT reading all that
I AM reading all of that
that was amazing, proud I read all that
I kept reading it while listening to the song, I was able to visualize the whole scenery. I'm happy that I read it and proud I did so. It was well-written, thanks for writing this💖
i love reverb remixes of songs, love this
Feels like I'm listening to someone playing music in a nuclear wasteland, and the song is echoing through the dilapidated city.
i would go to the music singing the lyrics...
POV: You’re in line waiting for the Tower of Terror ride
lol
The vibrations I get from listening to this
eerie vibe from this whole thing
tbh the tire looks like a hung person
Hanged*
Hung is for horses
I wish Gravity Falls season 3 would happen so that this can be the background music to the opening. Imagine the opening is Gravity Falls in the winter, with the wreckage of Weirdmaggedon suddenly glowing a familiar yellow… 👁🎩
HOLY SHIT
what the fu-
omg
"...the empty pavilion, a dance hall who had hosted countless parties for the servicemen that were due to leave, the many who never returned. It was then that a ghostly tone could be heard, like the timbers were echoing the songs that had once shook them. It's location uncertain and muffled as though it were on the other side of an otherworldly barrier. It spoke of memories, longing, and a hope that had died long ago but was sustained by the spirits who lingered in that dark abandoned building."
Where is this from?
Superb timely video
Ghost of vera lynn still singing to this day
This tingles my brain. I can't describe this feeling
Well well well it’s been 4 years since I’ve listened to this song
POV your trapped within your comatose body as your family desperately attempts to wake you with your favorite song
i would try my hardest to move an inch
::::: i can't take it anymore... they said there would be reforces but people are dying one by one! just when i was naive to enter this gate to hell , only just now i know what the greatest pain is. the bombs are errupting and obliterating , and i can only hear the screams of every soldier that swore protect their families , this is hell... :::::
Sound like London after Germany wins the War and destroyed England... Goosebumps
The Air Wardens did a successful job
If Germany did win we will all be speeding German
If it was the end of the world, I'd be listening to this song until the end, and text everyone ik that I love them
same same 🥺
As the Wehrmacht marches on London, the government flees to Birmingham and the royal family boards a plane departing for Canada, the BBC plays this tune over the wireless to lift the spirits of a nation that faces certain defeat.
@splqng. Evoking a dystopian (but historically-grounded) scenario in which someone might be listening to this song, bro.
@splqng. Yeah, the song by itself actually gives off an opposing aura of hope and optimism. That's why it was popular with the troops during the war and why it's recently become popular again in the UK in the face of COVID (though I think the two aren't remotely comparable). But with the reverb effect (commonly evoking feelings of emptiness, loneliness etc.) and the accompanying cold, dark image (commonly evoking feelings of death/decay, hopelessness etc.) I think it reverses that original positive aura of the song.
I actually think that the chorus is rather dark: _"We'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when, but I know we'll meet again some sunny day."_ - This would (to me) heavily imply that the singer is accepting the real possibility of their demise, that they're not coming back and that they expect their reunion to be in the afterlife.
That's the sound of two souls taking different paths..
Beginning actually sounds like The Caretaker
wow it strangely does :)
"Você sofre, sofre e sofre, mas no final, você finge que está tudo bem e que nada aconteceu"
BandiKenny - 4.Fev.2024
i relly love old music edited or remixed i am litening song for entire week you are doing amazing work :)
POV:Your the last human alive and you get a knock at the door..
Imagine it’s ww3 your in an empty destroyed city walking down the roads with your best friend, both of you armed with guns and in uniform and you hear this coming from an extremely loud speaker in a theatre but it’s only loud enough for you to hear it just about loud enough, everything is on fire and you can’t hear faint explosions in the back
You're walking down a dark and old hotel corridor when all of a sudden, the speakers turn on and start playing this, you think nothing of it until you look at the end of the hallway. His unearthly grin tells you all you need to know, the lights start going out. It's already over...
this song is from the uk it is cool it reminds me with a british train in a picture :)
I don't know but this were the last words my ex friend told me. Now it gives me goosebumps
''Damn it John, why did you not bring the PIAT?''
0:31
We’ll meet again but the American and Chinese navy just exchanged fire over the Taiwanese strait
Plot Twist: That's not snow, it's nuclear fallout
POV: Operation Sealion happened and your buddies are playing this to try and calm everyone.
What's that🤔🤔
@@sundayakia1285 Operation Sealion? It was the codename for the German plan to invade the United Kingdom during the Second World War.
Operation Sea Lion, also written as Operation Sealion[2][3] (German: Unternehmen Seelöwe), was Nazi Germany's code name for their planned invasion of the United Kingdom. It was to have taken place during the Battle of Britain, nine months after the start of the Second World War. Following the Battle of France and that country's capitulation, Adolf Hitler, the German Führer and Supreme Commander of the Armed Forces, hoped the British government would accept his offer to end the war. He considered invasion a last resort, to be used only if all other options had failed.[4]
As a precondition for the invasion of Britain, Hitler demanded both air and naval superiority over the English Channel and the proposed landing sites. The German forces achieved neither at any point during the war. Further, both the German High Command and Hitler himself held serious doubts about the prospects for success. Nonetheless, both the German Army and Navy undertook major preparations for an invasion. These included training troops, developing specialised weapons and equipment, modifying transport vessels and the collection of a large number of river barges and transport ships on the Channel coast. However, in light of mounting Luftwaffe losses in the Battle of Britain and the absence of any sign that the Royal Air Force had been defeated, Hitler postponed Sea Lion indefinitely on 17 September 1940. It was never put into action.@@sundayakia1285
When your the last survivor of a grisly murder spree and you can sense the killer standing right behind you
Sounds like when a young man joined the army expecting a adventure, only to see his friends die in a shower of bullets and artillery fire, to then get shot himself, lying in the middle of no man’s land, knowing no one is going to help him, knowing he will never continue his life, knowing he is just another life that was taken, knowing, he will not be remembered.
Feels like somthing that will play ina better call saul episode
Sounds like a fallout trailer
Is the background a video of a nuclear winter?
Matthew Vallejo it can be... but in reality, it’s my backyard, snowing in slow motion. ;)
@@RoxBubba1 nice house man
@@russianspy1034 nice address man
I can imagine this in a fallout game
SoTHISisWhattaGhostRadioSoundsLike🔮📻
pretty much yeah
Reminds me of the queue for the Tower of Terror
POV: your under your bed as a 8 ft redish purpleish crystal humanoid with just two green emeralds as eyes breaks down your bedroom door and smashes into your wall screaming to find you
Dr. Strangelove lmao
i have this movie playing in my head
where i am in some sort of trench and i see soldiers getting mowed down by machine gun fire
then in one direction i see somebody getting stabbed by a soldier until a man in a gray uniform shoots him on the head.
in front of me i see empty bullet shells drop on the floor
i look at my hands and see its bloody i look at a rifle next to me with a bayonet attached to it
the bayonet is covered with blood. A few minutes go by and then i all a sudden see a man charging towards me i pull out an old pistol and shot him on the legs the man fell until a soldier (apparently my comrade so that means the gray uniformed soldiers are the enemy)came out of no where and struck the mans head with his bayonet.
and that's when the music stopped.
Battlefield one moment
Why is this master peice missing all its veiws? I think the veiw counter is broken just like the dislike.
Caramba cara ficou bom😎🙏
verdade
it sounds like you ate a bean burrito and then you start walking to the bathroom
I feel like I’m forever stuck in a snow globe during ww2
Don't listen to this walking in a school at night
i love it but the memory's it bring to my mind are making me sick
Where is the image from if you still remember? Thanks!
△
NO
NOT ONE OF THESE
THESE MAKE ME MAKE A BACKSTOR-
Your on a road trip somewhere in Alaska. Your going to visit your childhood friend that has moved into a camper due to being accused of tax evasion by a unknown person who was arrested by the IRS for fake accusation of tax evasion. Since then, he has had some serious money problems as somebody has been stealing it. You can see the camper, but before you get there a abandoned stop stick from the police department pops your tires and you crash into a tree. You didn’t get knocked out, but the car is on fire. After getting out you immediately call 911, they say they’re on the way. You then knock on the campers door. No response, blood is pouring through the door. And the windows are boarded up. The camper was graffitied with the words “IRS YOUR FAULT”. You manage to kick down the door and your met with a terrible stench of meat and dried blood. You then see a dead irs agent, and another, 3 irs agents are dead here. Then… you see the corpse of your childhood friend. You try to run but are frozen mid running and you see a bloody hand and it puts a gun to your head…
*BOOM.*
Your shot to death…
POLICE REPORT IN ALASKA
IRS AGENTS RYAN SELIMER TREVOR DASILIK AND FRANK DIESHI WERE FOUND DEAD IN A CAMPER BELONGING TO PETER FIXNAI, WHO WAS ALSO FOUND DEAD ALONG WITH PERSON SEAN CHIKNAL. THE SUSPECT OF THIS 5 PERSON MURDER IS UNKNOWN. POLICE AND THE FBI ARE STILL SEARCHING FOR THE SUSPECT, BUT HAVE BEEN UNSUCCESSFUL.
END OF POLICE REPORT.
The end…
AHHH, WHY DOES THAT HAPPEN EVERYTIME I SEE THAT VIDEO.
This is the last song you hear in your mind when you die....
Sounds like a scary movie song
Where does this picture take place?
1:31
this!
right??
@@RoxBubba1 it's huntingly butiful!
@@Kiwi-Bird. I know it really is hunting me
eren and mikasa vibes :)
pov: you are placed private on a creative fortnite map
This look the exact same as my nabior house
Fallout sound track
1:09 don't mind me
Or 1:20
Apolypse music"
reminds me on some guy who likes to rides bombs.
DR strangelove?
Pov:you're outside the flayed's warehouse
Why does this sound like it's in a sewer
1:32 Wëēl mëēt mė æg!ñe døñt kñøw whēń døñt kñōw whërę but ! Kñøw U'll mëēt æg!n šømê šŭñńy dæyš
Slow it, add static & remove vocals for the true EATEOT experience. Maybe crack up the chorus and put it in.