Black Throne seems to be the only one with this style that isn't just the same repetitive notes over and over. I'm drawn to the almost metal-like scales. It's just super musical and i appreciate that
You descend the stairs into the Black Lotus, a quiet nightclub in the sub-levels, and the den of Kiomoto, the Widow. It wasn’t a place you’d dare set foot, but desperate times called for desperate measures. You needed the serum, and not just a drop, but a full dose. You suspect The Widow knew you were coming, but you also knew she was not in the habit of making hasty business. Besides, she’d probably need a few minutes to run your facial scan through her database. So you took a seat on the edge of a shallow, circular amphitheater surrounding a small stage. The stage looked like it was made of wood, real wood too, judging by its worn and aged appearance. As you began to wonder what the other club-goers were waiting so patiently for, two brutish dingarr muscled their way past you and tossed a heavy mound of loose black cloth onto the stage. It landed with a dull thud and then you noticed a pair of pale feet protruding from the mess of fabric. It was a body. Before you could catch your breath at the sight of a body being tossed on stage, the cloth began to writhe. You watched in horror as black cables snaked their way out from the mound of cloth. They moved gently at first, but then snapped like striking cobras into sockets on the edges of the stage. As the cables snapped into place, the body and the mound of black fabric began to rise into the air. Reams of cloth fell away from the body and you could make out the shape of a young, human woman with jet-black hair. The black cables slowly became rigid as they raised the girl in the air. She lay on her back with her head and arms hanging loosely down towards the stage. As the fabric fell away and you could see her more clearly and got a good look at her face. Where normally a pair of eyes would rest, sat a single, closed eye that filled the front of her face. Mechanical sockets and wires warped the massive eye into her face, some sort of horrid implant. Suddenly, something fell from the ceiling above the hovering girl and her arm shot upwards like a hand bursting from a grave to grasp it. It was a lute. As soon as she touched it, she began to play. Her fingers skillfully began plucking out an ominous tune at inhuman speed. She kept a rhythm with one string, and played two separate melodies on the others. As she played, the veins in her slender arms bulged and pumped in tune with her macabre song. Her single, massive eye was now open, revealing a purple iris staring straight above her, not looking at the lute she played. Her face was still and white like a porcelain mask, despite her hands that played frantically at the lute. You realized you’d stopped breathing and took in a deep breath, looking around you as if for the first time. You saw the rest of the small crowd watching in awe. _This_ is what they’d come here to see. Then you felt a hand rest gently on your shoulder. “You see what they do for a _single drop_ of Moonlight?”, asked The Widow. “And you desire a vial... I wonder what you are ready to do for me?”
Muzan wondering what all the racket is in the infinity mansion:
Funny since Kokushibo loves to listen to her music.
@@QwuithLordDartoxuhhh is that the reason why people ship koku x nakime??
Um I think it’s call the infinity castle
Black Throne seems to be the only one with this style that isn't just the same repetitive notes over and over. I'm drawn to the almost metal-like scales. It's just super musical and i appreciate that
WHAT IS THAT MELODY???
I'm so happy to see this character now have such an amazing theme song
this needs to be nakimes offical theme. i wanna hear this theme playing while mitsuri and obani are freaking dodging and getting hit and shit.
That would be fire wth🔥🔥
She killed someone to make this beat
Soo ?
@@blazingayush3690 her lore is that she kills people to give outstanding performances. Like a confidence boost
@@blazingayush3690?
This soundtrack makes Nakime the great Upper Moon 4
Nice job Black Throne. This is another great work to add to the master playlist. Hope you continue dropping sick beats for us in the future.
I am in love with this piece !!
Its so good man
Man this is FLAWLESS!!! I’ll listen to it everyday, as I already do with Yoriichi’s theme! Love your work, keep it up!
Mano COMO QUE ESSE VÍDEO NÃO TEM NO MÍNIMO 3mil likes??? cara isso ficou lindo. vai entrar na minha playlist de músicas favoritas concerteza.
unexpected but still another masterpiece from you
He out with some more heat 🥵🥵🥵
I wonder if in Nakime's past she got the inspiration of this song during her 10th murder?
Woke up to find this notification, I was hyped and I listened till the end
Holy shit. I am glad I subscribed to you. This is a banger.
This is beyond glorious
enquanto ela tocava a biwa na música... o castelo infinito tava como?
Another banger
Da bomb 💣
Fire as always 😎🙏
i love meishu of yours and now this
really cool track, enjoyed it
Awesome! 😱😱
Love it
Me lleva a otra dimensión 🇧🇴🇦🇷🇯🇵
You are the best ❤
This is amazing, I wonder, can this actually be played on a biwa? If yes, I'm starting biwa classes tomorrow
Are Gyokku or Hantengu next on the list of Upper Ranks music?
This track is insane! Can we use your songs in our videos?
awesome, can i use this music in my video?
Muzan be like:AYE SHUT UP IM TRYING TO INTIMATE MY UPPER RANKS
which vst u used for the strings, sounds epic
*Nakime tocando una Rola épica 😎👍*
Muzan :Un terremotooooooo ,Aiudaaaaaa
English?
@@zizzeldownsss2947 Nakime: **plays an epic song**
MUZAN :Help, an earthquake
hello
holly fck. u genius, bro
From Ukraine with love
good music.
p.s. want more piano like jorogumo. thats really nicy genre
Do inosuke some justice next
Since i am not a fan of hers i will say i am not that happy but the track is very touching
🙄🙄🙄🙄 Well… i guess its fine to have an opinion but to me its FIRE
Maybe just me but this sounds like a polyphia song
Great Job! Can I use your music for video editing?
Можно трек?
L🤩🥰😍🇯🇵❤️
You descend the stairs into the Black Lotus, a quiet nightclub in the sub-levels, and the den of Kiomoto, the Widow. It wasn’t a place you’d dare set foot, but desperate times called for desperate measures. You needed the serum, and not just a drop, but a full dose.
You suspect The Widow knew you were coming, but you also knew she was not in the habit of making hasty business. Besides, she’d probably need a few minutes to run your facial scan through her database. So you took a seat on the edge of a shallow, circular amphitheater surrounding a small stage. The stage looked like it was made of wood, real wood too, judging by its worn and aged appearance.
As you began to wonder what the other club-goers were waiting so patiently for, two brutish dingarr muscled their way past you and tossed a heavy mound of loose black cloth onto the stage. It landed with a dull thud and then you noticed a pair of pale feet protruding from the mess of fabric. It was a body.
Before you could catch your breath at the sight of a body being tossed on stage, the cloth began to writhe. You watched in horror as black cables snaked their way out from the mound of cloth. They moved gently at first, but then snapped like striking cobras into sockets on the edges of the stage. As the cables snapped into place, the body and the mound of black fabric began to rise into the air. Reams of cloth fell away from the body and you could make out the shape of a young, human woman with jet-black hair. The black cables slowly became rigid as they raised the girl in the air. She lay on her back with her head and arms hanging loosely down towards the stage.
As the fabric fell away and you could see her more clearly and got a good look at her face. Where normally a pair of eyes would rest, sat a single, closed eye that filled the front of her face. Mechanical sockets and wires warped the massive eye into her face, some sort of horrid implant.
Suddenly, something fell from the ceiling above the hovering girl and her arm shot upwards like a hand bursting from a grave to grasp it. It was a lute. As soon as she touched it, she began to play. Her fingers skillfully began plucking out an ominous tune at inhuman speed. She kept a rhythm with one string, and played two separate melodies on the others. As she played, the veins in her slender arms bulged and pumped in tune with her macabre song. Her single, massive eye was now open, revealing a purple iris staring straight above her, not looking at the lute she played. Her face was still and white like a porcelain mask, despite her hands that played frantically at the lute.
You realized you’d stopped breathing and took in a deep breath, looking around you as if for the first time. You saw the rest of the small crowd watching in awe. _This_ is what they’d come here to see. Then you felt a hand rest gently on your shoulder.
“You see what they do for a _single drop_ of Moonlight?”, asked The Widow. “And you desire a vial... I wonder what you are ready to do for me?”
i descend into your mom lmao
Playing oni
😜 promosm