You didn't have to burn me off. Tie me to the stake and light me on fire. And I don't need God's love You treat me like a heathen and that feels so rough No, you didn't have to stoop so low Have the inquisitors burn my books and kill my newt I guess I don't need that though Now I'm just some witch who used to curse
Lyrics:Now and then Methinks of when we were together like when thou quoth thou felt so fortunate thou could die told myself that thou were right for me yet felt so lonely 'i thy company yet that was love and 'tis an ache i still remember thou get addicted to a certain kind of sadness like resignation to the end, aye the end so when we found that we could not compose sense well thou quoth that we would still be friends yet I shall admit that i was glad 'twere over yet thou didn't hast to cut me off compose out like it ne'r befell and that we were nought and i do not e'en want thy love yet thou treat me as a stranger and that feels so rough no, thou didn't hast to stoop so low hast thy friends collect thy records and then change thy marking i guess that i do want not that though now thou art just somebody that i wont wot now thou art just somebody that i wont wot now thou art just somebody that i wont wot now and then Methinks of all the times thou screwed me over yet had me believing 'twere aye something that i'd done yet i do not{{p}} desire live that way reading into every word thou say thou quoth that thou could let it hie and i wouldn't catch thou hung up on somebody that thou wont wot yet thou didn't hast to cut me off compose out like it ne'r befell and that we were nought and i do not{{p}} e'en want{{verb}} thy love yet thou treat me as a stranger and that feels so rough no, thou didn't hast to stoop so low hast thy friends collect thy records and then change thy marking i guess that i do want not that though now thou art just somebody that i wont wot somebody (i wont wot) (somebody) now thou art just somebody that i wont wot somebody (i wont wot) (somebody) now thou art just somebody that i wont wot i wont wot, that i wont wot, i wont wot somebody Edit:thank you so much for the feedback
This is the absolute best rabbit hole I’ve stumbled down on the internet so far! Thank you for making one of my favorite songs mystically Medieval! My fantasy loving spirit’s buzzing rn!
Whenst thy Pontiff forbade ye from divorcing thy slovenly sow of a wyfe to marry a comely wench, so ye beginst a religion anew and claimeth thyself chosen by Jove...
For the unlearned such as myself: www.history.com/this-day-in-history/pope-clement-vii-forbids-king-henry-viii-from-remarrying#:~:text=Pope%20Clement%20VII%20forbids%20King%20Henry%20VIII%20from%20remarrying,remarry%20under%20penalty%20of%20excommunication.&text=Henry%20was%20also%20by%20all%20accounts%20a%20fairly%20devout%20Catholic.
It happens all of the time. One person has a brilliant concept and then a dozen copycat channels emerge out of nowhere. Same thing happened to Tronicbox with his 80s remixes of songs.
It's easy to do and people are cashing in on it: 1.Download synthesia file for a song 2.Open it up in FL studio 3.Change the instrument assignments to medieval ones 4.Post on youtube 5.Profit from ad revenue
Of a time I ponder lengths 'pun our union T'was declar'd ye felt so happy ye'd ascend Mine belief you were a true leman Yet solitude possess'd mine soul T'was loveth of greatness it should wound me Ye soul might long for a cert'n melancholy As t'is in the last, it be the last Thus when our union had confounded all Thee say'th that we might still confide T'is small relief, to see our courtship ended But ye hath nay cause to sever I Make pretence t'was fiction, our union t'was naught Your loveth is nay need of mine Yet the loss of recollection doth wound me so Nay, ye hath nay cause to stoop so low Hath thy kin collect thine harp and strike thine banners S'pose now t'is nay need of mine Ye hath become somebody whom I us'd to know Ye hath become somebody whom I us'd to know Ye hath become somebody whom I us'd to know Of a time I ponder lengths 'pon thine falsehoods Thy words made claim t'was a fault all of mine own T'is no way my life might go Studying thine every word Ye say'th that we might be apart That ye'd n'er be seen founder'd 'pon somebody that ye us'd to know But ye hath nay cause to sever I Make pretence t'was fiction, our union t'was naught Your loveth is nay need of mine Yet the loss of recollection doth wound me so Nay, ye hath nay cause to stoop so low Hath thy kin collect thine harp and strike thine banners S'pose now t'is nay need of mine Ye hath become somebody whom I us'd to know Ye hath become somebody whom I us'd to know Ye hath become somebody whom I us'd to know
Coming out of mine cage and i has't been doing just fine did get to be damn'd because i want 't all 't did start with a kiss how didst 't end up like this? twas only a kiss, twas only a kiss Anon i'm falling asleep my lady's dismounting a steed while that gent's having some ale and the lady's drinking some mead anon they're going to bed and mine stomach is sick and tis all in mine head but the lady's touching his chest anon he doth take off h'r dresseth anon leave me be and i just can't behold, tis killing me and taking control Jealousy, turning saints into the sea swimming through sick lullabies choking on thy alibis but tis just the price i pay destiny is calling me open up mine own eager eyes for i am Sir Brightside Coming out of mine cage and i has't been doing just fine did get to be damn'd because i want 't all 't did start with a kiss how didst 't end up like this? twas only a kiss, twas only a kiss Anon i'm falling asleep my lady's dismounting a steed while that gent's having some ale and the lady's drinking some mead anon they're going to bed and mine stomach is sick and tis all in mine head but the lady's touching his chest anon he doth take off h'r dresseth anon leave me be for i just can't behold, tis killing me and taking control Jealousy, turning saints into the sea swimming through sick lullabies choking on thy alibis but tis just the price i pay destiny is calling me open up mine own eager eyes for i am Sir Brightside I nev'r I nev'r I nev'r I nev'r
Dear Lord Marcus Aurelius It has been a week or so that I have been viewing your medieval renditions and I have not introdiced myself as of yet.. . Sir Ordicus at your service my lord. I come forth with peace and friendship. Beautiful renditions your have here 🌹
BIG CHUB is sitting in front of my mirror just gazing at my manimalistic good looks while this is playing in the background. BIG CHUB has subscribed. I plan on incorporating this music into my daily mirror sessions of self admiration and some sexy time with my inflatable snowman.
Alberich: "Mast'r Anselm, I am afraid I bear thou bad tidings about thy student Abelard." Anselm of Laon: "Oh? On God? Brother Alberich, Abelard is mine prodigy. What hath fortune wrought unto him? What tidings dost thou bring?" Alberich: "He hath been charged with the hesery of Sabellius." Anselm:
Often i bethink of when we w're togeth'r Like at which hour thou claim'd thou could perish Told myself thou wast right for me Yet hath felt lonely in thy company Yet such wast love and tis an ache I still remember Thou can get addict'd to a c'rtain kind of sorrow Liketh resignation to the end, aye the end At which hour we found we made not sense Well ye claimed that we wouldst beest friends Yet I admiteth I 'was joyous it was ov'r But thou hath need not to cut me off Maketh like 't hath not happened and that we w're nothing And i doth not need thy love But thou treateth me a peasant and that feels quite rough Nay thou hath need not to stoop so low Has't thy friends retrieve thy rec'rds and then change thy numb'r I suppose I doth not need that though Now thou art somebody that i used to know Now thou art somebody that i used to know Now thou art somebody that i used to know Often i bethink the times thou did screw me ov'r Yet hadst me believing 't wast always something that i'd done But i don't wish to liveth that way Reading into ev'ry w'rd thou say Thou claimed that ye couldst let it go And i wouldst not find thou hung up on somebody that ye used to know But thou hath need not to cut me off Maketh like 't hath not happened and that we w're nothing And i doth not need thy love But thou treateth me a peasant and that feels quite rough Nay thou hath need not to stoop so low Has't thy friends retrieve thy rec'rds and then change thy numb'r I suppose I doth not need that though Now thou art somebody that I used to know Somebody (I used to know) (Somebody) Now thou art somebody that I used to know Now thou art somebody that I used to know I used to know, that I used to know, I used to know Somebody
Ever since Cornelius uploaded a medieval version of Astronomia and pumped up kids, we've been getting music like this for awhile now. Thank You Cornelius, you've given birth to a new genre.
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When one of thy children be accused of witchcraft
This made me laugh nice one dude
The VVItch film in a nutshell
You didn't have to burn me off.
Tie me to the stake and light me on fire.
And I don't need God's love
You treat me like a heathen and that feels so rough
No, you didn't have to stoop so low
Have the inquisitors burn my books and kill my newt
I guess I don't need that though
Now I'm just some witch who used to curse
Medieval: witchcraft
Present: Minecraft
I think you meant to say “Hence when thine kindred hast been thou inculpated of sorcery”
when king Henry viii sees another woman
:O
that would be more of a relief, his wives had a solid 50% survival rate
@@kafka9905 in order to move on to the next, he has to get rid of the current.... somehow...
Too soon! 😭😂
namekman01 he only executed 2-3 if I remember right
"But you didn't have to cut me off." - Head of Anne Boleyn 1536 AD.
This
And the head of Mary Stuart, Queen of Scots, for that matter.
Now he needs to do "heads will roll" by the yeah yeah yeahs
i am screamin'
This is my favorite comment on UA-cam 😂😂😂
When the daughter of the Baron is arranged to be married to another
A wench shall be burnt for cutting me asunder
Thee knows thy burdens 😔
🤣🤣🤣
When you ask the Pope about the Patriarch of Constantinople
Nice
Thrice-damned venetians and their pernicious schemes.
N i c e
Diego G too soon bro. Too soon.
@@saladcaesar7716 hahah
i love this new genre of music
Bardcore
It’s a D&D invasion
Lycan i love the [large word i don’t understand] of a genre
there, is that better?
@@haoqw you don't understand what "reinvigoration" means? breh
@@Miss_Larynx_Huntress_1082 Isn't that "filk music" ?
2019: next decade will be the rebirth of swing!
2020: Noweth thy be one that thou now but merely recall
Revival of the 1920s? Nah
Revival of the 920s? Where hast thou placed the sign-up sheet?
@@theapexsurvivor9538 This works both in reference to music AND pandemics.
TheApexSurvivor 920s häse sprœken auld Ænglisc (Ænglefolc-Sacxefolc), nei Middle English geusen "hast", "thou", "knoweth" oß 1600 Shakesperian
I finally got a reason to make a Plague playlist with the proper music 😌
Jes Cruz I’m amazed that I can understand this. Tbh our language would probably sound much better if it remained Anglo Saxon
when thy noble husband divorces thee with reason that thee was incapable of birthing a male heir
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH 😂
Shout out to mah boi Henry the VIII
But þen ye remember þat yon male determineþ þe seaxe of þe childhe
@@KhoaLe-uc2ny O Absolute Unit how Henry dropped thy mic
When you do a happy dance because your husband decided to divorce you but not behead you 😂
Nice dnd background music
Thanks, I appreciate that
@@marcusaurelius5202 This is going on my tavern tunes playlist! Very rad!
Oh gosh I almost thought this was me.
Lmao when you encounter a traitor.
Indeed, me fellow adventurer.
Lyrics:Now and then Methinks of when we were together
like when thou quoth thou felt so fortunate thou could die
told myself that thou were right for me
yet felt so lonely 'i thy company
yet that was love and 'tis an ache i still remember
thou get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
like resignation to the end, aye the end
so when we found that we could not compose sense
well thou quoth that we would still be friends
yet I shall admit that i was glad 'twere over
yet thou didn't hast to cut me off
compose out like it ne'r befell and that we were nought
and i do not e'en want thy love
yet thou treat me as a stranger and that feels so rough
no, thou didn't hast to stoop so low
hast thy friends collect thy records and then change thy marking
i guess that i do want not that though
now thou art just somebody that i wont wot
now thou art just somebody that i wont wot
now thou art just somebody that i wont wot
now and then Methinks of all the times thou screwed me over
yet had me believing 'twere aye something that i'd done
yet i do not{{p}} desire live that way
reading into every word thou say
thou quoth that thou could let it hie
and i wouldn't catch thou hung up on somebody that thou wont wot
yet thou didn't hast to cut me off
compose out like it ne'r befell and that we were nought
and i do not{{p}} e'en want{{verb}} thy love
yet thou treat me as a stranger and that feels so rough
no, thou didn't hast to stoop so low
hast thy friends collect thy records and then change thy marking
i guess that i do want not that though
now thou art just somebody that i wont wot
somebody (i wont wot)
(somebody) now thou art just somebody that i wont wot
somebody (i wont wot)
(somebody) now thou art just somebody that i wont wot
i wont wot, that i wont wot, i wont wot somebody
Edit:thank you so much for the feedback
Tis so good ,good sir
this made my day so much better, thank you
I thank thee for the melody, o kind sir.
I can't understand anything, but GOOD.
Whoso shalt sing it?
When the fair maiden becometh a Nun at the behest of her father
now thou art somebody that i used to know
This one really got the feels.
@@PartisanOgrae tis so, faire sir
Ye verily
Alfred Jones but thy hole remains sanctum for eternityee
Holy Roman Empire: Now you're just some duchy that I used to own
A love letter to the Swiss cantons.
"I only listen to classical music."
My father was someone I used to know, hasn't come back for the fields yet in five years, hardworking man that.
This is the absolute best rabbit hole I’ve stumbled down on the internet so far! Thank you for making one of my favorite songs mystically Medieval! My fantasy loving spirit’s buzzing rn!
My pleasure, Sir Iris!
Marcus Aurelius I’m a lion-hearted maiden but the appreciation’s all mine fellow traveler :}
Whenst thy Pontiff forbade ye from divorcing thy slovenly sow of a wyfe to marry a comely wench, so ye beginst a religion anew and claimeth thyself chosen by Jove...
Taketh my skyward assent, and begone.
For the unlearned such as myself: www.history.com/this-day-in-history/pope-clement-vii-forbids-king-henry-viii-from-remarrying#:~:text=Pope%20Clement%20VII%20forbids%20King%20Henry%20VIII%20from%20remarrying,remarry%20under%20penalty%20of%20excommunication.&text=Henry%20was%20also%20by%20all%20accounts%20a%20fairly%20devout%20Catholic.
@@novikovPrinciple weird way to say "yeet"
Is this a new trend? I stumbled on Pumped Up Kicks and now its all over my feed. If this isn't a new trend - how the heck did I miss this?
Yup, bardcore. Embrace.
That's how I got here too!
It happens all of the time. One person has a brilliant concept and then a dozen copycat channels emerge out of nowhere. Same thing happened to Tronicbox with his 80s remixes of songs.
It's easy to do and people are cashing in on it:
1.Download synthesia file for a song
2.Open it up in FL studio
3.Change the instrument assignments to medieval ones
4.Post on youtube
5.Profit from ad revenue
@@rakijr9176 who cares if they're doing it bc it's easy money. these covers slap and the creators can collect their coin, no harm done
Of a time I ponder lengths 'pun our union
T'was declar'd ye felt so happy ye'd ascend
Mine belief you were a true leman
Yet solitude possess'd mine soul
T'was loveth of greatness it should wound me
Ye soul might long for a cert'n melancholy
As t'is in the last, it be the last
Thus when our union had confounded all
Thee say'th that we might still confide
T'is small relief, to see our courtship ended
But ye hath nay cause to sever I
Make pretence t'was fiction, our union t'was naught
Your loveth is nay need of mine
Yet the loss of recollection doth wound me so
Nay, ye hath nay cause to stoop so low
Hath thy kin collect thine harp and strike thine banners
S'pose now t'is nay need of mine
Ye hath become somebody whom I us'd to know
Ye hath become somebody whom I us'd to know
Ye hath become somebody whom I us'd to know
Of a time I ponder lengths 'pon thine falsehoods
Thy words made claim t'was a fault all of mine own
T'is no way my life might go
Studying thine every word
Ye say'th that we might be apart
That ye'd n'er be seen founder'd 'pon somebody that ye us'd to know
But ye hath nay cause to sever I
Make pretence t'was fiction, our union t'was naught
Your loveth is nay need of mine
Yet the loss of recollection doth wound me so
Nay, ye hath nay cause to stoop so low
Hath thy kin collect thine harp and strike thine banners
S'pose now t'is nay need of mine
Ye hath become somebody whom I us'd to know
Ye hath become somebody whom I us'd to know
Ye hath become somebody whom I us'd to know
Damn bruv
too good haha
Very good ser.
When thy King Sentences you to 1000 years in the Dungeon
When you’re conquering the holy land and your friend declares he isn’t Christian
When the Catholic Church forbiddest divorce and thy lady wyfe be barren...
I really hope this whole medieval genre lasts a good while, I just wish this had lyrics
It existst
There's a few comments with period adequate lyrics, go check them out until somebody does the vocals.
music.ua-cam.com/video/lX9817wHMw8/v-deo.html&si=vhUwpD-KuntUUec3
This actually sounds like something you would hear in a medieval tavern. Well done!
"but you didn't have to cut me off" when thy head gets chopped off
This song went from 2010s to the 80's ans now 1500's
This one is seriously beautiful, great work.
Thank you!
The last time something like this dropped, it torched Rome.
Sound great but missing some light flute I think to be really perfect ;)
Pan flute
Medieval recorder
1988 version: People love me
1500 version: Hold my beer
I really like this because there's a chance I could play it at a D&D session and my friends may only realise what it is halfway through >:D
Bardcore are the best genre ! Keep it up :)
I just hope so much Hildegard von Blingin' will cover this, that would be awesome !!
Oh that would be epic! I started to like this genre because of her cover too
Good news lmao
I feel a whole medieval musical is a project worth persuing.
The normal speed is what you hear at taverns while the 0.75 speed is what you hear at the royal court.
I remember the black plague, the most deadly plague of that time, now are something that i used to know
I remember this from one of Shakespear’s plays. Good times
When thine fair maiden showeth interest in another other than thy self
When thine fair maiden showeth her ankles to another lad*
When thine son admits to his lust for oriental feminine body depictions
Curse those doe-eyed bewitched lasses of the uwu variety.
Reminds me of that Bread Boy video
Whenst thy faire wyfe befalls in the arms of thy neighbor
So she has chosen death
A personage whomst I was formerly familiar with.
This makes me want to travel back in time just to play all these songs like this with my bard pals
Do an instrumental for Mr Brightside by the Killers, I'll write lyrics and mix in a vocal track!
PLEASE DO THAT!
Coming out of mine cage
and i has't been doing just fine
did get to be damn'd
because i want 't all
't did start with a kiss
how didst 't end up like this?
twas only a kiss, twas only a kiss
Anon i'm falling asleep
my lady's dismounting a steed
while that gent's having some ale
and the lady's drinking some mead
anon they're going to bed
and mine stomach is sick
and tis all in mine head
but the lady's touching his chest anon
he doth take off h'r dresseth anon
leave me be
and i just can't behold, tis killing me
and taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
swimming through sick lullabies
choking on thy alibis
but tis just the price i pay
destiny is calling me
open up mine own eager eyes
for i am Sir Brightside
Coming out of mine cage
and i has't been doing just fine
did get to be damn'd
because i want 't all
't did start with a kiss
how didst 't end up like this?
twas only a kiss, twas only a kiss
Anon i'm falling asleep
my lady's dismounting a steed
while that gent's having some ale
and the lady's drinking some mead
anon
they're going to bed
and mine stomach is sick
and tis all in mine head
but the lady's touching his chest anon
he doth take off h'r dresseth anon
leave me be
for i just can't behold, tis killing me
and taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
swimming through sick lullabies
choking on thy alibis
but tis just the price i pay
destiny is calling me
open up mine own eager eyes
for i am Sir Brightside
I nev'r
I nev'r
I nev'r
I nev'r
When pope Innocent III was supposed to send the crusaders to the holy land but instead their knocking on your byzantine walls.
In 1337 I used to know someone but short after died of plague.
"But you didn't have to cut me off"
Guess who sang that line to the Eunuch
Dear Lord Marcus Aurelius
It has been a week or so that I have been viewing your medieval renditions and I have not introdiced myself as of yet.. . Sir Ordicus at your service my lord.
I come forth with peace and friendship.
Beautiful renditions your have here 🌹
I want a 8D version of that so I can be king listening to that banger on my throne
You should try to do gas gas gas next
When thy lover is infested with the plague:
Pope Clement when he heard Henry VIII went off to found his own Church:
BIG CHUB is sitting in front of my mirror just gazing at my manimalistic good looks while this is playing in the background. BIG CHUB has subscribed. I plan on incorporating this music into my daily mirror sessions of self admiration and some sexy time with my inflatable snowman.
When a meme transcends meme hood and becomes a lord meme.
This new genre is the best thing to come out of 2020.
To be fair that is not a high bar also Saxquatch exists
Alberich: "Mast'r Anselm, I am afraid I bear thou bad tidings about thy student Abelard."
Anselm of Laon: "Oh? On God? Brother Alberich, Abelard is mine prodigy. What hath fortune wrought unto him? What tidings dost thou bring?"
Alberich: "He hath been charged with the hesery of Sabellius."
Anselm:
When the Duke doesn't suspect, and the blow falls upon him from a beloved hand.
Baa baa black sheep, have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full.
Henry the Eighth to the church of England when they said no to his Divorce
Wasn't that the Catholic Church that said no? He then helped invent the Church of England basically for his own convenience.
The history lessons I'm getting from the comments!😂
This one. This one right here.
When thy sayeth we were no longer bosom buddies, confused I was
Often i bethink of when we w're togeth'r
Like at which hour thou claim'd thou could perish
Told myself thou wast right for me
Yet hath felt lonely in thy company
Yet such wast love and tis an ache I still remember
Thou can get addict'd to a c'rtain kind of sorrow
Liketh resignation to the end, aye the end
At which hour we found we made not sense
Well ye claimed that we wouldst beest friends
Yet I admiteth I 'was joyous it was ov'r
But thou hath need not to cut me off
Maketh like 't hath not happened and that we w're nothing
And i doth not need thy love
But thou treateth me a peasant and that feels quite rough
Nay thou hath need not to stoop so low
Has't thy friends retrieve thy rec'rds and then change thy numb'r
I suppose I doth not need that though
Now thou art somebody that i used to know
Now thou art somebody that i used to know
Now thou art somebody that i used to know
Often i bethink the times thou did screw me ov'r
Yet hadst me believing 't wast always something that i'd done
But i don't wish to liveth that way
Reading into ev'ry w'rd thou say
Thou claimed that ye couldst let it go
And i wouldst not find thou hung up on somebody that ye used to know
But thou hath need not to cut me off
Maketh like 't hath not happened and that we w're nothing
And i doth not need thy love
But thou treateth me a peasant and that feels quite rough
Nay thou hath need not to stoop so low
Has't thy friends retrieve thy rec'rds and then change thy numb'r
I suppose I doth not need that though
Now thou art somebody that I used to know
Somebody (I used to know)
(Somebody) Now thou art somebody that I used to know
Now thou art somebody that I used to know
I used to know, that I used to know, I used to know
Somebody
This is amazing, you should send your lyrics to Hildagren Von Blingin'!
When your king forces a religion conversion
Ever since Cornelius uploaded a medieval version of Astronomia and pumped up kids, we've been getting music like this for awhile now.
Thank You Cornelius, you've given birth to a new genre.
Thank you youtube recommendation, I see you're working for me. 🙏🏽
Where are all of these medieval music channels coming from?? I'm certainly not complaining! It feels like a very gentle uprising
When thine maiden of yore art betrothed to another
when king Henry accused his wife Anne for adultry and annulled their merriage. later she was exicuted
When you have a bad harvest and can only afford one lute/lyre/I don't know medieval instruments
Hurdygurdy
Henry VIII when Charles V doesn’t want to marry Henry’s daughter anymore:
“but now you are but a person that i previously acquainted”
Thou art simply someone who is from mine past!
Bite this by the ear new genre of music, prithee continueth making these!
I hope you get a lot subscriber after this
Thanks a lot. I hope so)
@@marcusaurelius5202 update??? Lol
Friends: What genre of music do you listen to?
Me:
Sounds like a level from some old strategy that I haven't played yet. I want it to be released!
History repeats itself a whole era is back ,I miss my medival era of pure music 💖
"You didn't have to cut me off" - the Black Knight's arms
The last bonus level of the Attila campaign in AoE II conquerors expansion.
Aurelius is back but instead of restoring the Roman Empire he's just vibin
The beginning does sound like something composed from the medieval times
when you need to pay more for the goods in your local merchant after they being visited by the Jarl
14th century people: Their would be flying chariots in thy future.
21st century people: It's evolving, just backwards..
Nice job -- this one is a perfect fit I think for Hildegard von Blingin' to do with her vocals
Yes please!
This form of music always seems to tug at thy heartstrings, I haven't been able to feel such pain in years.
The things one stumbles upon on the interwebs. Nice.
When your dad goes to the market for ‘grain’
Thou didn't haveth cut me offeth
Good to see you're uploading preferred indifferents.
What kind of Heresy is this?
Just kidding amazing!
Idk why i have all this medieval song on my feed. But im not disappointed
"You didn't have to cut me off"
- my foreskin now and then
Omggg im lovin this kind of style 💕💕💕💕💕💕
Ever since I studied this song in High School, I can now no longer never unhear the motif of the nursery rhyme 'Baa baa black sheep'
Emperor Alexios Komnenos to Crusaders: Now you're just some provinces we used to own
The reinvigoration of this genre are just Outsandingly mind-blowing... I volunteer to join thy cult!
Bardcore truly is based, thank you Cornelius Link
Cambridge examiner at FCE Exam Speaking: What kind of music do you listen to?
Me: Well, there's this new thing...
idk i can’t jam with it unless my surroundings are real serene
POV you just discovered bardcore and you are not disappointed.
How did I not know of this genre of music
Thou treats thy as foreigner and it feels so coarse
When thy query the Holy Roman Emperor of the Eastern Roman Empire