"Darling, you're not falling apart. You're getting rid of the pieces that no longer serve your purpose, this is a surgery of the spirit, and it can be painful as hell. Our passions are the true phoenixes; when the old one is burnt out, a new one rises from its ashes."
A 42 minute EPIC MUSIC PIECE and I MISSED IT????? Dang!!! ABSOLUTELY FANTASTIC.... I need to listen to it again!!!! .... and again..... probably all day!!!!!! SO FAR IT IS AMAZING!!!!!! As always.
As she gazes into the horizon, with a light snowfall, a mysterious white Pegasus lands from the heavens to aid her in her sorrows. After some comforting, she decides to just let it all go after the loss of her lover, and mounts up as they both ascend together into the clouds and are gone in a flash of light.
"You can't go!" "I will always be with you; but this is the last chapter of my story." He said slowly as feather's fell from his broken wings. Tears fell from her cheeks as her fingers delicately touched the base of his wings, then his face. "I can't do this alone." She cried. "Baby you will never be alone. I gave up my wings, to give you yours." He smiled, leaning down to kiss her one last time. A single tear falling from his face as slowly he vanished. She fell to her knees, as her cries rang out. How could he do this to her? Why? Suddenly a warmth enveloped her. Standing slowly she held the feathers left of the man she loved, looking to the sky as she smiled. "I will carry you with me." *2:33**-**5:04*
Part 6 "Bring Death upon them! Purge the green filth!" Tyros' company moved under heavy cover fire. They had pushed up to the final armoury, trying to finally cut off the orks' supply line. The final armoury was heavily fortified however, and so far they had not been able to push into the compound. But only so far. Two Thunderhawk Gunships passed low over their heads, guns blazing and engines roaring. When the birds passed over the fort, they dropped their payload, and started circling back for another strafing run. The dropped bombs tore several holes in the walls, where Tyros now directed his men into the fortress. As he entered, he quickly found himself alone. His sword was covered in a red mist, caused by the blood being evaporated by its powerfield. He was isolated in enemy territory. And he did not care. One by one the greenskins lunged at him, sometimes more at a time, but the hallways never allowed more than three to make their approach. Tyros did not care. One hand wielded his blade, as he cut down any that came for him. The ones who ran did not meet a better fate, as his other hand pulled the trigger on his bolter, spewing explosive death in their direction. He moved like this, hallway by hallway, until he stood before two massive doors. For the ramshackle standards of the greenskins, they were built quite imposing and ornate. To a Blade of the Last Light, they seemed like an insult to art, that further ignited Tyros' rage. In a feat of strength that would awe a lesser man, he kicked the doors down. Something like this would not stop an Astartes, and definitely not a Lord-Captain. The room was dark, illuminated only by the faint light of his helmet lenses, the powerfield of his sword, and the muzzle flashes of his bolter as he mowed down the ambushers that had been laying in wait for him. His sword flared up as he raised it, as it dug into the gut of one of the beasts that had gotten closer to him. It was in this frenzy that the vox in his helmet chimed up, a single message, given to all his brothers across the surface of Firalis. "Lord-Captain Kelros is dead. Glory to the Fallen." He froze. Kelros? How had the beast felled a warrior as great as him? Few could match skill with a Lord-Captain, and even fewer could match the ferocity of the Lord of the 3rd. His blood began to boil beyond any form of rage he had ever felt before in his life. His vision started fading into a red haze, as around him everything started to burn in an unnatural fire. He was no longer on Firalis, no longer himself. He saw before him a battle. One fought long ago, one he had not been a part of. His hands closed around a weapon not his own, staring at a brother who had betrayed... him? Before losing himself fully to the Black Rage, he snapped back into the here and now, to the battle before him. And not a moment too soon. An axe that was taller than he was, even when fully armoured, flew at him. He stepped back a little too late. In a last ditch effort to avoid the weapon, his bolter shot up. The weapon was wrenched from his hand and landed several meters away from him, the sheer force of the axe breaking it apart. Tyros switched his off hand to his sword's hilt, taking a stance and glaring at the beast before him. Judging by the size of the ork before him, this one was in charge of this armoury. Yet something that simple had never stopped Tyros before. The two combatants circled each other in the darkness, trying to drown out the sound of explosions and gunfire in the distance and the ground shaking beneath them as the battle for the fortress slowly reached its peak. The loudest explosion yet tore a hole in the far wall of the chamber, trickling lght into their arena. This was the signal Tyros had been waiting for. With a battlecry, he leapt at the beast. "For those we have lost! For those I can yet save!"
When you grow older, you'll realize one thing. That you should've started when you were younger. Either because the body was more durable when younger. Or because you dont have enough time left to finish what you've started.
"You know, one day, this is all going to fall apart. This city will burn, and everyone who is not on the right side of history will burn with it." "How do we know what the right side is?" "That is just it. We don't, until it happens." "So the people that choose the right side?" "They will rise from the ashes of a civilisation that was never meant to be bound to the dirt. We were meant to join our brothers among the stars. Will you join me?"
*It is said* that she tried protecting the one she loved but it was too late. She stood there in a daze holding the remains of the one she loves; hoping to ease the pain
The rain came down hard as I approached the car door. In the windows reflection, I saw a horizon. With all my attention to the car's window, I could barely perceive I was too looking at my own back. As I began to perceive this, I seen myself again in the window, but I was soaked. I seen myself in the water and I was brighter than all except God's glory. I seen through that brightness, from within it, and now am it.
Yes she tried to save the one she loved. And yes He was fighting his own way out of hell And didn't know that she was fighting for his life And yes it was a??? Sadness pain sorrow Brokenness in the trenches standing in front of the darkness of the best for them both
I just made a little sorry from a video game were I spoke about things tha happen recently so if you don't play this game this week or the one just before and you don't want to read things tha might spoil you stop right there ( the game is destiny 2) As the vex invade the walls of the city, saint and mithrax are pushed back in a corner. Defending what's left of eliksni, shots after shots, the two of them keep killing the vex, the dead corps are pilling up, saint and mithrax start to reach their limits, that's when the vanguard arrive to take care of the vex. Holliday with her beloved shotguns start killing them by dozens and ikora who just jumped in the middle of our two exhausted warriors bring back the hope they needed to fight back. With the help of the vanguard, they succeed to pushed back the vex and closing the portal. From their our guardians, went in pursuit of Osiris to get some explanation of why he help the vex enter the city and why he keep acting stranger as time go on. Our guardians, saint and the crow, pursuing Osiris, ends up finding him talking to mara sov, Osiris seeing that he couldn't escape our grasp and couldn't trick us anymore decided to reveal himself, taking a few step behind him, his corpse start crumbling, something voluptuous his forming in front of us, three time bigger, as we watch his body transforming, saint start yelling "No, no, no, no ..." watching his friend disappear, meanwhile I see his transformation not like a body crumbling but more like something that want to retrieve his original state. The doubts are foolishness in front of the truth, what is in front of us is none but the witch queen, savathûn, sister of oryx, the corrupted king, a threat that we take care of a long time ago. Witnessing this scene, we have no others choice to destroy it, so we take our guns, saint with his hands shaking from seeing his friend betraying us, betraying him, shoot his deadliest bullet in the head of the hive monster, with luck on our side or not, she was just a mere worms control by the queen and not the queen herself. After we come back to city I tell saint "Osiris his alive he must be otherwise ... all we have done so far were meaningless". Saint didn't even wanted to reply, he just went straight to his ship where he just sat and look at the sky. From now on the future his impredictable expected for the one who is behind all of this, the witch queen. the story may be not exactly the same from the game and my English not quite good so sorry for that but I hope you take pleasure reading my post and maybe I'll do a second part where our guardians fight hords of hive while switching from solar, cryo and void subclass in their pursuit of savathûn
@@musically..induced thanks brother for these valuable words and encouraging The problem when i rise there are envious people try to let you stay in mud buried inside Unfortunately it's bas to say they are close of you or far, it doesn't matter because im both cases you will never consider them anymore close relative or far In this world we are grinded by those parasites
אריאומרמה את חושבתעללהיותאדמריללדבריםשוניםומעשיםטוביםלעצמיולמשפחתילהוריבקסםתושיתיידותראימהקוראהתבקשיותדעידבריםתבקשיושיתקבלאריאת יפה אם כנפים שתהיהאדמרילגםבחשמל נשיקות מתוקה שאלה איך לישון במיטה אם כנפים ? רוצ הלתכבל שאנע במצב רוח מרוממ ארי
the picture is a very bad and lazy work. it looks rushed. the back is erased and the artist forgot to re-arrange the wings at that spot. the nipple under the dress is extremly displaced. the armlets are not influencing the skin around the arm at all. - the music is nice tho.
peace be upon you believe in ALLAH and the judgment day and do good deeds remove non well covered women pictures that will be better for you in this life and the hereafter
When we rise from the ashes,
our wings will lift as we soar.
When we rise they will see flashes,
of our golden wings once more.
"Darling, you're not falling apart. You're getting rid of the pieces that no longer serve your purpose, this is a surgery of the spirit, and it can be painful as hell. Our passions are the true phoenixes; when the old one is burnt out, a new one rises from its ashes."
A 42 minute EPIC MUSIC PIECE and I MISSED IT????? Dang!!! ABSOLUTELY FANTASTIC.... I need to listen to it again!!!! .... and again..... probably all day!!!!!! SO FAR IT IS AMAZING!!!!!! As always.
Epic Music World never fail to make us happy am I right?
@@Lockdown612 YES!!! YOU ARE RIGHT!!! ♥
As she gazes into the horizon, with a light snowfall, a mysterious white Pegasus lands from the heavens to aid her in her sorrows. After some comforting, she decides to just let it all go after the loss of her lover, and mounts up as they both ascend together into the clouds and are gone in a flash of light.
This is my present pain. And you described it beautifully. Thank you very much. As long as artists perform 🌹
This is one of the best shortest stories I've ever read.
Not she like she could stay...
Hmmm, she got over him quick.. Obviously didn't love him that much.. Shame, poor chap 🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴
"You can't go!" "I will always be with you; but this is the last chapter of my story." He said slowly as feather's fell from his broken wings. Tears fell from her cheeks as her fingers delicately touched the base of his wings, then his face. "I can't do this alone." She cried. "Baby you will never be alone. I gave up my wings, to give you yours." He smiled, leaning down to kiss her one last time. A single tear falling from his face as slowly he vanished. She fell to her knees, as her cries rang out. How could he do this to her? Why? Suddenly a warmth enveloped her. Standing slowly she held the feathers left of the man she loved, looking to the sky as she smiled. "I will carry you with me." *2:33**-**5:04*
As long as the Angels of Conscience burns brighter and existed there is still hope to achieve goodness for our lives.
Dat is de Hammer
They might think that they've defeated us, but what they don't know, is that we're unstoppable and that we can rise from the ashes!!🌟
Amazing, simply amazing ... Such a deep tone behind these soundtracks.
Part 6
"Bring Death upon them! Purge the green filth!"
Tyros' company moved under heavy cover fire. They had pushed up to the final armoury, trying to finally cut off the orks' supply line.
The final armoury was heavily fortified however, and so far they had not been able to push into the compound.
But only so far. Two Thunderhawk Gunships passed low over their heads, guns blazing and engines roaring.
When the birds passed over the fort, they dropped their payload, and started circling back for another strafing run.
The dropped bombs tore several holes in the walls, where Tyros now directed his men into the fortress.
As he entered, he quickly found himself alone. His sword was covered in a red mist, caused by the blood being evaporated by its powerfield.
He was isolated in enemy territory. And he did not care. One by one the greenskins lunged at him, sometimes more at a time, but the hallways never allowed more than three to make their approach.
Tyros did not care. One hand wielded his blade, as he cut down any that came for him. The ones who ran did not meet a better fate, as his other hand pulled the trigger on his bolter, spewing explosive death in their direction.
He moved like this, hallway by hallway, until he stood before two massive doors. For the ramshackle standards of the greenskins, they were built quite imposing and ornate.
To a Blade of the Last Light, they seemed like an insult to art, that further ignited Tyros' rage.
In a feat of strength that would awe a lesser man, he kicked the doors down. Something like this would not stop an Astartes, and definitely not a Lord-Captain.
The room was dark, illuminated only by the faint light of his helmet lenses, the powerfield of his sword, and the muzzle flashes of his bolter as he mowed down the ambushers that had been laying in wait for him.
His sword flared up as he raised it, as it dug into the gut of one of the beasts that had gotten closer to him.
It was in this frenzy that the vox in his helmet chimed up, a single message, given to all his brothers across the surface of Firalis.
"Lord-Captain Kelros is dead. Glory to the Fallen."
He froze.
Kelros?
How had the beast felled a warrior as great as him? Few could match skill with a Lord-Captain, and even fewer could match the ferocity of the Lord of the 3rd.
His blood began to boil beyond any form of rage he had ever felt before in his life.
His vision started fading into a red haze, as around him everything started to burn in an unnatural fire.
He was no longer on Firalis, no longer himself.
He saw before him a battle. One fought long ago, one he had not been a part of.
His hands closed around a weapon not his own, staring at a brother who had betrayed... him?
Before losing himself fully to the Black Rage, he snapped back into the here and now, to the battle before him. And not a moment too soon.
An axe that was taller than he was, even when fully armoured, flew at him.
He stepped back a little too late. In a last ditch effort to avoid the weapon, his bolter shot up.
The weapon was wrenched from his hand and landed several meters away from him, the sheer force of the axe breaking it apart.
Tyros switched his off hand to his sword's hilt, taking a stance and glaring at the beast before him.
Judging by the size of the ork before him, this one was in charge of this armoury.
Yet something that simple had never stopped Tyros before.
The two combatants circled each other in the darkness, trying to drown out the sound of explosions and gunfire in the distance and the ground shaking beneath them as the battle for the fortress slowly reached its peak.
The loudest explosion yet tore a hole in the far wall of the chamber, trickling lght into their arena.
This was the signal Tyros had been waiting for. With a battlecry, he leapt at the beast.
"For those we have lost! For those I can yet save!"
Happy new month epic music family 😊
Relaxing and beautiful music video mix ❤️
Thank you Kai 🔥
Congrats to the creator 👏
Stunning music by the way.. Love it Rodders 👍👍👍
Finche battaglia non avra fine !🤍❤💚🙏😘
So schön 😍
When you grow older, you'll realize one thing. That you should've started when you were younger. Either because the body was more durable when younger. Or because you dont have enough time left to finish what you've started.
Can't wait to listen to it after work!
"You know, one day, this is all going to fall apart. This city will burn, and everyone who is not on the right side of history will burn with it."
"How do we know what the right side is?"
"That is just it. We don't, until it happens."
"So the people that choose the right side?"
"They will rise from the ashes of a civilisation that was never meant to be bound to the dirt. We were meant to join our brothers among the stars. Will you join me?"
*It is said*
that she tried protecting the one she loved but it was too late. She stood there in a daze holding the remains of the one she loves; hoping to ease the pain
I don't know you or from where you are, only thing I know u and me here from different realms but for one goal
Wow you are working with Warner Chappel, congrats bro.
😭I wish I could have been there for the premier
Really hating UA-cam notifications ATM only got it now 😫 amazing 🥰
Just beautiful. 💓
Always nice.Keep up the good work emuahh
Cold: the air and water flowing
Hard: the land we call our home
Push: to keep the dark from coming
I didn’t get a notification! WTF lol But I’m listening to now.
very very beautiful
The rain came down hard as I approached the car door. In the windows reflection, I saw a horizon. With all my attention to the car's window, I could barely perceive I was too looking at my own back. As I began to perceive this, I seen myself again in the window, but I was soaked. I seen myself in the water and I was brighter than all except God's glory. I seen through that brightness, from within it, and now am it.
Another masterpiece that goes straight into my heart 🙏🏻💙
Beautiful. 😘
Hope and Glory 🎧💕.. there’s no choosing the best track my friends..they’re each matchless in their magnificence 💖 Thanks Kai.. 😘
Excellent. Very nice and relaxing music
excellent content Epic Music World. I crushed the thumbs up on your video. Keep up the superb work.
Amazing im on time today helllo😄
This song is magnificent.
OMG. I am speechless ❣❣❣
Amazing music, amazing artwork! Keep this great work on!
Amazing ❤️🌻
Magnifique! Loved it all! 🏆🏆🏆🏆🏆 ❤️✌🏻✌🏻❤️
Beatiful, Thank's.
Fantastic...
it's like I'm fighting myself to stop playing games and just go to sleep and have a rest.
Gorgeous music
Great songs!
Damn this music is awesome, i love this music
I'd alter the drum type in hourglass for something deeper but I'm loving the strings , pulls at my heart ❤
...................................................................... EXCELLENT EPIC MUSIC.............................................................
Great music !
Beautiful music 🙂🙂🙂
Yes she tried to save the one she loved.
And yes He was fighting his own way out of hell
And didn't know that she was fighting for his life
And yes it was a??? Sadness pain sorrow Brokenness in the trenches standing in front of the darkness of the best for them both
🌹
👏
Bravo!
🕊
Great !
👨🚀❤️👩🚀👌✌️ Dankeschön
❤️❤️❤️
WOW very nice ❤❤❤❤
epic!
💔B r O u K e N 💔
We will fix it with time my love ❤️🤝❤️
💯💯💯👍👍👍
Всем привет
Прикольная музыка
منظر جمالي لغايه موسيقى قد تكون اسطوريه لل غايه احبكم من العماق قلبي وروحي احبكم واحبكم واحبكم أكثر مافي الحياء
your epic music sould be usesd as super hero music
I was in the middle of having a chat about Caesar of Rome when the live ended what coulved led us to have such a random conversation
Обалдеть!))))👍🙏🙏🙏
Very beautiful girl-angel ❤️
This song makes me wanna tell my grandmother that I'm not hungry
🌞
very nice
Es el alimento de mi alma
really
❤️🎶🎶🎶🌹💖
Me here
this shit is good af man !
👍
Wow hecker ginna heck you
I just made a little sorry from a video game were I spoke about things tha happen recently so if you don't play this game this week or the one just before and you don't want to read things tha might spoil you stop right there ( the game is destiny 2)
As the vex invade the walls of the city, saint and mithrax are pushed back in a corner. Defending what's left of eliksni, shots after shots, the two of them keep killing the vex, the dead corps are pilling up, saint and mithrax start to reach their limits, that's when the vanguard arrive to take care of the vex.
Holliday with her beloved shotguns start killing them by dozens and ikora who just jumped in the middle of our two exhausted warriors bring back the hope they needed to fight back. With the help of the vanguard, they succeed to pushed back the vex and closing the portal.
From their our guardians, went in pursuit of Osiris to get some explanation of why he help the vex enter the city and why he keep acting stranger as time go on. Our guardians, saint and the crow, pursuing Osiris, ends up finding him talking to mara sov, Osiris seeing that he couldn't escape our grasp and couldn't trick us anymore decided to reveal himself, taking a few step behind him, his corpse start crumbling, something voluptuous his forming in front of us, three time bigger, as we watch his body transforming, saint start yelling "No, no, no, no ..." watching his friend disappear, meanwhile I see his transformation not like a body crumbling but more like something that want to retrieve his original state. The doubts are foolishness in front of the truth, what is in front of us is none but the witch queen, savathûn, sister of oryx, the corrupted king, a threat that we take care of a long time ago. Witnessing this scene, we have no others choice to destroy it, so we take our guns, saint with his hands shaking from seeing his friend betraying us, betraying him, shoot his deadliest bullet in the head of the hive monster, with luck on our side or not, she was just a mere worms control by the queen and not the queen herself.
After we come back to city I tell saint "Osiris his alive
he must be
otherwise ...
all we have done so far
were meaningless".
Saint didn't even wanted to reply, he just went straight to his ship where he just sat and look at the sky.
From now on the future his impredictable expected for the one who is behind all of this, the witch queen.
the story may be not exactly the same from the game and my English not quite good so sorry for that but I hope you take pleasure reading my post and maybe I'll do a second part where our guardians fight hords of hive while switching from solar, cryo and void subclass in their pursuit of savathûn
Похоронная.
2b or not 2b,cant remember which class I'm in 🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔
The class that teaches you how to remember ? lol
Darn, thought it was but it slipped my mind
@@simonbeattie6042 LOL :)
Wouldn't life be so much better if it were a musical.. Although i cant dance but i would sing in the rain 🤔🤔🤔🤔
@@simonbeattie6042 Well i can't sing but i can dance.
You sing, i'll bance.
All we need now is a rainy day :-)
Copyright free????
It's terrible guys it's pitty to not enjoy in each second had left us
Rise from the ashes and enjoy :)
@@musically..induced thanks brother for these valuable words and encouraging
The problem when i rise there are envious people try to let you stay in mud buried inside
Unfortunately it's bas to say they are close of you or far, it doesn't matter because im both cases you will never consider them anymore close relative or far
In this world we are grinded by those parasites
The fretful body separately sack because pumpkin anteriorly buzz mid a whimsical vessel. electric, fantastic cloud
אריאומרמה את חושבתעללהיותאדמריללדבריםשוניםומעשיםטוביםלעצמיולמשפחתילהוריבקסםתושיתיידותראימהקוראהתבקשיותדעידבריםתבקשיושיתקבלאריאת יפה אם כנפים שתהיהאדמרילגםבחשמל נשיקות
מתוקה שאלה איך לישון במיטה אם כנפים ? רוצ הלתכבל שאנע במצב רוח מרוממ ארי
the picture is a very bad and lazy work. it looks rushed. the back is erased and the artist forgot to re-arrange the wings at that spot. the nipple under the dress is extremly displaced. the armlets are not influencing the skin around the arm at all.
- the music is nice tho.
peace be upon you
believe in ALLAH and the judgment day and do good deeds
remove non well covered women pictures that will be better for you in this life and the hereafter
I did see the cheeky nip impression thru the fabric