Some of these words I know. My lips immediately echo and the words pang in my soul. I have carried the dead, on the plains of Afghanistan, in sunbaked dust and slurry like freezing mud. Stood sentinel at funeral, fired shots in the air at their grave, carried them from aircraft while the world stood still for them. I’ve listened to a piper practice the last post from my tent, again again and again. Always I am shocked that I can actually harbour such emotion that those poems bring. The first one, I have never heard. It is everything that grimdark 40k is about, for me, and perhaps why I enjoy the horridness of the fantasy verse. Because it is just fantasy. It does not bring the emotional pang. Thank you, I very much appreciated your reading and everything you do on your channel
My grandfather fought in the Korean War (infantry) and returned home a changed and damaged man who ended up destroying the lives of those closest to him in the worst possible way. May God forgive him and grant him peace. Only the dead have seen the end of War...
"They will not grow old." I'm in the US Navy and had a friend commit suicide a while ago. Hearing that poem had me choking up again. Thank you for the excellent narration
“They fell with their faces to the foe.” A sentence brimming with equal parts of adoration and tragedy. It gave me goosebumps hearing that and I had to pause the video for several minutes to process it.
Every day on my commute I am reminded of this as I ride my bike along an anti tank channel dotted with abandoned bunkers from the second one. 'Never again', they said after the first.
In Memoriam.... That one had me choking up. The burning, helpless regret and sorrow of the narration. I can only imagine that I felt a mere fraction of what the original author must have felt. Damn.
As a Canadian In Flander's Fields will always have a special place in my heart. Hearing it read in your voice, with all the gravitas and imagery it conjured, gave me chills. Thank you for this poignant and timely video, and may the dead rest easy forevermore...
I'm actually very glad you did this. WWI is a history topic I often find myself alone in taking an interest in. I've always assumed it was because WWII overshadowed it. But when you get into the niddy gritty of The Great War, its insane what humans are capable of. It fits 40k quite well as being a mind numbingly brutal and grinding war over basically nothing, with no real objective with an immense disregard of human life. It's a humbling lesson in our history, one that I believe is lost by most of us. Giving voices to these brave men is an admirable thing. Congratulations on 40k subscribers, vox. You've earned them. Your work on 'I have no mouth and I must scream' is also really good.
These poems hit hard... This grown man bawled like a baby. Who truly suffers, the ones who shall never grow old, or those desperately tried but failed to save them?
I serve in the Danish army ( Danish dragoon regiment ) And these poems hits different when you are a soldier. Never will we forget the brave and the courageous that fought for their family and what they believed in. Fight as a dragoon , to the last bullet. Fortes fortuna juvat.
My great grandfather, on my mothers side of the family fought in the Great War. He was born in 1900 in the Austro-Hungarian Empire. He was a Slovene, his name was Mihael Krajnc. What I know of him comes from my grandfather, Mihael's youngest child, who was born in 1935. As a result he does not know much of his time in the war, but he was able to tell me a bit about him. He was conscripted into the Austrian cavalry (the vast majority of modern day Slovenia was under Austrian jurisdiction in the empire) at a unknown date. He would have at the youngest been 13, and oldest 18 during his military service. He was sent off to the Eastern front to fight the forces of the Russian Empire. At one point after a battle, either in or near the province of Bukovina, he dismounted his horse, only for his feet to land on a dead body. He would have liked to step off the dead body, so he looked around him for a open patch of dirt, and found none. As far as his eyes could see, 360 degrees around him, was only dead or dying men and their horses. No open patch of ground to be found. Somehow he managed to survive the war with no major injuries (from what i know), and went on to marry my great grandmother Maria Mlakar, and raise a family of six children, three boys, and three girls. He was born into the Austro Hungarian Empire, and lived through the creation of the State of Slovenes, Croats and Serbs, then the Kingdom of Serbs, Croats and Slovenes, which would later be renamed to the Kingdom of Yugoslavia. He would die in 1975 at the age of 75 of a stroke and old age in the Socialist Federal Republic of Yugoslavia. There is only one surviving photo of him at a unknown date in his old age, seated next to my great grandmother. Sadly I never got to meet him. He was truly a product of his time, to survive such horrors at such a young age, and manage to go on to get married and raise a family, all while working hard to provide for them in times when they had no running water, and had floors made of dirt. When to eat meat was only on special occasions like Easter or Christmas, the meat was blessed by a priest beforehand. All because they were so poor. Thank you for making this video, its a great way of using your talents to raise funds for the British Legion Poppy Appeal. Good on your for it.
This was an honour to read. Incredible but haunting story my friend. We don't know how good we've got it. Thankyou for taking the time to share this very personal slice of history
@@AVoxintheVoid Glad you liked it. I always love sharing his story. I plan on getting in contact with some of my extended family to learn more about him. He lived a hard life, my grandfather as well, makes me appreciate what I have.
Thank you Brother Vox. Thank you for this. Thank you for honoring these brave fallen souls. May they rest in peace. You do them a great service this day brother.
For those who disrespect or disregard the poppy, it's not about politics or pro-war. It's about the soldiers who fought in a war who didn't know the magnitude of what was to be, how many soldiers would go there if they knew what would happen over the next 4 years back in 1914? Young men, told.itmwould be over soon, an adventure, only to put put through a meat grinder of epic proportions. To respect them. My great grandfather fought in the war but died soon after due to complications from mustard gas. Sad, humbled and in awe at the bravery..... the pounding of shells, running into machine guns knowingly, disastrous tactical blunders, paid for in 20 something year old blood and livelihood. On both sides.......
I was named after my Grandfather who was named for a cousin who died in the Great War at 18. I need to remember to keep my head up more for that young man when im feeling down.
Damn that Ewart Alan Mackintosh one got me....never thought of things that way man :/ those officers in the thick of it must of came home with some shit...
When I was a child I loved the idea of being a soldier (what little boy in the 80's didn't?) My father was always dead against it, I puzzled over this for decades, I only recently I found out why, my great grandfather fought and was severely wounded in the battle of Ypres in the first world war, my grandad (who I only met as a very young child before he passed away) fought in Africa during the second world war and was completely broken when he came back. My family had a long record of service in the armed forces, going right back to Napoleonic times and before. All I have to say is God bless those servicemen and women who have fought and died for what they truly believed in. And thanks dad.
It was a career path I nearly took as well. My grandad was a pilot in world war two and I was always so proud of him. I always found it strange that he wouldn't talk about the war though, there was nothing glamorous or heroic from where he was concerned.
Man I love your Warhammer stuff but I felt every one of these. Thank you bubba. Your the best at what you do and I bet someday you will be seen as one of the best. Keep up the good work.
This is tremendous. I liked the first one best. I'm writing a horror story set in WW1, and this is giving me some serious inspiration. Thank you for the excellent narration; these poems are all quite gripping. God rest the souls of those who fell.
( with a all respect to my grandfather and his brother who fought in Africa France Belgium Italy Germany and for 1 ultimately Japan. ) !!!!!!!! A VOX IN THE VOID !!!!!!!!!
One of the most powerful poems I have heard: Bent double, like old beggars under sacks, Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge, Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs, And towards our distant rest began to trudge. Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots, But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind; Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots Of gas-shells dropping softly behind. Gas! GAS! Quick, boys!-An ecstasy of fumbling Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time, But someone still was yelling out and stumbling And flound’ring like a man in fire or lime.- Dim through the misty panes and thick green light, As under a green sea, I saw him drowning. In all my dreams before my helpless sight, He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning. If in some smothering dreams, you too could pace Behind the wagon that we flung him in, And watch the white eyes writhing in his face, His hanging face, like a devil’s sick of sin; If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs, Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,- My friend, you would not tell with such high zest To children ardent for some desperate glory, The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est Pro patria mori.
I have read a few WW1 autobiographies usually British some American usually from the officers point of view and the way they made light of some of the most terrible things is astounding . Something like "the first line over top was stopped halfway through no man's land by bombs and machine gun fire , The second line cheerfully and manfully stood up and went over the top at the sound of the whistle and met the same fate" then talk about some nonsense about Glory and soldiering ... And I was thinking I'm sure the first and second wave would describe that in a completely different way 😅
I was watching a thing yesterday about a single battle of World war 1, and they mentioned the number of dead.... and i realised it was tens of thousands more then the population of the town i live in. And trying to comprehend "yeah imagine if EVERY soul in ten miles was gunned down over the span of the couple months of the battle." and couldn't, my brain actually can't process those numbers properly. Wasn't even one of the worst battles of the war either. World War 1 was truly one of the most evil things humanity has ever done.
This is a well made video vox. I'm so glad I found your content from hotline Miami, you have a way of speaking that carries respect and full devotion in whatever content, be it Warhammer, scary story, or poetry.
My father was a veteran of Korea and Vietnam. My uncles told me, that before he enlisted in 1950, he was a happy 19-year-old joker. I rarely remember him smiling, and even less laughter. Once when he was “in his cups”, he told me he no longer believe in God. And in fact we only went to church because my mother insisted. I asked him why? His answer: “prayers. I have seen way too many young men and boys die, all that could do so prayed. I have heard prayers in English, Spanish, French, Korean, and Vietnamese. All these prayers and I’ve never seen one answered. Not one.“ After this I never knew him to speak of things like this again, he died when I was 27. I served in the gulf war, and that was close enough for me. Now my son is 21, almost 22 years old. When he was 18 he wanted to enlist. I told him I would shoot him in the ass and go to prison before I let him throw his life away like that. My wife and daughter thought I was being unnecessarily harsh, but after seeing the end of Afghanistan? I have no regrets. On a happier note excellent job in their writing these keep up the good work
The tales of the horrors of the 41st millennium is fainter than a candle in a hurricane compared to what these poems simply because the poets were not writing of a far-off future that will never be, they were writing of what they saw and lived through. What due to the sheer horrors the world said would be the last war, only to forget the promise as soon as it was made.
Press F in chat for all the soldiers killed in the Great War because of generals safe behind the lines who couldn't change the way they thought the war was supposed to fought. God bless them all.
Some of these words I know. My lips immediately echo and the words pang in my soul. I have carried the dead, on the plains of Afghanistan, in sunbaked dust and slurry like freezing mud. Stood sentinel at funeral, fired shots in the air at their grave, carried them from aircraft while the world stood still for them. I’ve listened to a piper practice the last post from my tent, again again and again. Always I am shocked that I can actually harbour such emotion that those poems bring. The first one, I have never heard. It is everything that grimdark 40k is about, for me, and perhaps why I enjoy the horridness of the fantasy verse. Because it is just fantasy. It does not bring the emotional pang. Thank you, I very much appreciated your reading and everything you do on your channel
Are you okay?
My grandfather fought in the Korean War (infantry) and returned home a changed and damaged man who ended up destroying the lives of those closest to him in the worst possible way. May God forgive him and grant him peace. Only the dead have seen the end of War...
"They will not grow old." I'm in the US Navy and had a friend commit suicide a while ago. Hearing that poem had me choking up again. Thank you for the excellent narration
I'm sorry to hear that my friend. I hope you're doing ok
@@AVoxintheVoid thank you. I've been doing better
“They fell with their faces to the foe.”
A sentence brimming with equal parts of adoration and tragedy. It gave me goosebumps hearing that and I had to pause the video for several minutes to process it.
Every day on my commute I am reminded of this as I ride my bike along an anti tank channel dotted with abandoned bunkers from the second one. 'Never again', they said after the first.
In Memoriam was quite moving
This is the pinnacle of your skill as a narrator. Thank you.
Beautiful narration. As a Mexican, I have no words to say or share. Thanks for taking the time for this!
In Memoriam.... That one had me choking up. The burning, helpless regret and sorrow of the narration. I can only imagine that I felt a mere fraction of what the original author must have felt. Damn.
That was most definitely the one that hit me the hardest as well
It's criminal how many young men died for nothing at best, for lies at worse
As a Canadian In Flander's Fields will always have a special place in my heart. Hearing it read in your voice, with all the gravitas and imagery it conjured, gave me chills. Thank you for this poignant and timely video, and may the dead rest easy forevermore...
😪 They shall never grow old.
More like this Vox!
I'm actually very glad you did this. WWI is a history topic I often find myself alone in taking an interest in. I've always assumed it was because WWII overshadowed it. But when you get into the niddy gritty of The Great War, its insane what humans are capable of. It fits 40k quite well as being a mind numbingly brutal and grinding war over basically nothing, with no real objective with an immense disregard of human life. It's a humbling lesson in our history, one that I believe is lost by most of us. Giving voices to these brave men is an admirable thing.
Congratulations on 40k subscribers, vox. You've earned them. Your work on 'I have no mouth and I must scream' is also really good.
Thankyou for the kind words my friend! I agree with you regarding the similarities between the great war and 40k. I hope I did these poems justice.
These poems hit hard... This grown man bawled like a baby. Who truly suffers, the ones who shall never grow old, or those desperately tried but failed to save them?
Truly horrifying. I couldn't come close to imagining myself in these young mens' shoes and everytime I do it brings tears to my eyes. Thank you vox
I serve in the Danish army ( Danish dragoon regiment )
And these poems hits different when you are a soldier. Never will we forget the brave and the courageous that fought for their family and what they believed in.
Fight as a dragoon , to the last bullet. Fortes fortuna juvat.
No one comes back from war the same. Not all scars are visible. Rest in peace, and thank you.
My great grandfather, on my mothers side of the family fought in the Great War. He was born in 1900 in the Austro-Hungarian Empire. He was a Slovene, his name was Mihael Krajnc. What I know of him comes from my grandfather, Mihael's youngest child, who was born in 1935. As a result he does not know much of his time in the war, but he was able to tell me a bit about him.
He was conscripted into the Austrian cavalry (the vast majority of modern day Slovenia was under Austrian jurisdiction in the empire) at a unknown date. He would have at the youngest been 13, and oldest 18 during his military service. He was sent off to the Eastern front to fight the forces of the Russian Empire. At one point after a battle, either in or near the province of Bukovina, he dismounted his horse, only for his feet to land on a dead body. He would have liked to step off the dead body, so he looked around him for a open patch of dirt, and found none. As far as his eyes could see, 360 degrees around him, was only dead or dying men and their horses. No open patch of ground to be found.
Somehow he managed to survive the war with no major injuries (from what i know), and went on to marry my great grandmother Maria Mlakar, and raise a family of six children, three boys, and three girls. He was born into the Austro Hungarian Empire, and lived through the creation of the State of Slovenes, Croats and Serbs, then the Kingdom of Serbs, Croats and Slovenes, which would later be renamed to the Kingdom of Yugoslavia. He would die in 1975 at the age of 75 of a stroke and old age in the Socialist Federal Republic of Yugoslavia. There is only one surviving photo of him at a unknown date in his old age, seated next to my great grandmother. Sadly I never got to meet him.
He was truly a product of his time, to survive such horrors at such a young age, and manage to go on to get married and raise a family, all while working hard to provide for them in times when they had no running water, and had floors made of dirt. When to eat meat was only on special occasions like Easter or Christmas, the meat was blessed by a priest beforehand. All because they were so poor.
Thank you for making this video, its a great way of using your talents to raise funds for the British Legion Poppy Appeal. Good on your for it.
This was an honour to read. Incredible but haunting story my friend. We don't know how good we've got it. Thankyou for taking the time to share this very personal slice of history
@@AVoxintheVoid Glad you liked it. I always love sharing his story. I plan on getting in contact with some of my extended family to learn more about him. He lived a hard life, my grandfather as well, makes me appreciate what I have.
Bravo "A Vox in the Void" much appriciation from a Veteran. "Per Mare Per Terram" We shall remember them.
Thankyou Andrew. Thankyou for serving your country sir
As an ex soldier thank you so much for this, you're incredible
Thank you Brother Vox. Thank you for this. Thank you for honoring these brave fallen souls. May they rest in peace. You do them a great service this day brother.
Thankyou for donating, rest assured all money raised from this video will get straight to the Royal British legion Poppy appeal
Few, if any set of words, carry the hallowedness of "They shall never grow old"
thank you for narrating these poems, you did a wonderful job.
Lest we forget, may those who have passed rest in peace.
Brilliant! Truly brilliant!!
Cheers!
You have all my respect mr. Vox, for keeping the memory of the fallen alive, I do hope you make it a beautiful tradition
For those who disrespect or disregard the poppy, it's not about politics or pro-war. It's about the soldiers who fought in a war who didn't know the magnitude of what was to be, how many soldiers would go there if they knew what would happen over the next 4 years back in 1914? Young men, told.itmwould be over soon, an adventure, only to put put through a meat grinder of epic proportions. To respect them.
My great grandfather fought in the war but died soon after due to complications from mustard gas. Sad, humbled and in awe at the bravery..... the pounding of shells, running into machine guns knowingly, disastrous tactical blunders, paid for in 20 something year old blood and livelihood.
On both sides.......
Didn’t have to be 40k to hit me with the grimdark, I felt myself crying. Beautiful tragedies exist
Powerful. Thank you for this.
Brought tears to my eyes hearing the death of others and expressing what they’ve gone through~ 😢
I think especially the in memoriam piece. The man who wrote that was only about 24/5 when he died
In memoriam hits different.
You are most certainly right. Beautifully written but haunting on a personal level
This guy ladies and Gentleman...
This vox guy... Today you reached us in a different more serious way.
I salute you sir for your words.
I was named after my Grandfather who was named for a cousin who died in the Great War at 18. I need to remember to keep my head up more for that young man when im feeling down.
🥺 So Powerful. I hope it is well listened to as it deserves and subsequently gets a larger charitable donation from you to the Poppy Appeal. Respect 😞
Powerfull, respectful, absolutely bang up job
Just....amazing brother....THIS is the ART that redeems life. If i can ever help in anyway with anything man just shoot me a msg.
Damn that Ewart Alan Mackintosh one got me....never thought of things that way man :/ those officers in the thick of it must of came home with some shit...
Another great work.Thank You.
Must have missed this one. Another excellent reading Vox.
When I was a child I loved the idea of being a soldier (what little boy in the 80's didn't?) My father was always dead against it, I puzzled over this for decades, I only recently I found out why, my great grandfather fought and was severely wounded in the battle of Ypres in the first world war, my grandad (who I only met as a very young child before he passed away) fought in Africa during the second world war and was completely broken when he came back. My family had a long record of service in the armed forces, going right back to Napoleonic times and before. All I have to say is God bless those servicemen and women who have fought and died for what they truly believed in.
And thanks dad.
It was a career path I nearly took as well. My grandad was a pilot in world war two and I was always so proud of him. I always found it strange that he wouldn't talk about the war though, there was nothing glamorous or heroic from where he was concerned.
Lovely narration, did the poetry justice
Man I love your Warhammer stuff but I felt every one of these. Thank you bubba. Your the best at what you do and I bet someday you will be seen as one of the best. Keep up the good work.
This is tremendous. I liked the first one best.
I'm writing a horror story set in WW1, and this is giving me some serious inspiration. Thank you for the excellent narration; these poems are all quite gripping.
God rest the souls of those who fell.
Amazing adventure
Base details by Siegfried Sassoon would fit in well
Beautiful man
( with a all respect to my grandfather and his brother who fought in Africa France Belgium Italy Germany and for 1 ultimately Japan. )
!!!!!!!! A VOX IN THE VOID !!!!!!!!!
beautiful....
Thankyou brother
One of the most powerful poems I have heard:
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs,
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots,
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of gas-shells dropping softly behind.
Gas! GAS! Quick, boys!-An ecstasy of fumbling
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time,
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And flound’ring like a man in fire or lime.-
Dim through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.
In all my dreams before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.
If in some smothering dreams, you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil’s sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,-
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.
I grow up near Huertgenforest German Western Front...still dangerous to walk of the paths there
Well read brother
I have read a few WW1 autobiographies usually British some American usually from the officers point of view and the way they made light of some of the most terrible things is astounding . Something like "the first line over top was stopped halfway through no man's land by bombs and machine gun fire , The second line cheerfully and manfully stood up and went over the top at the sound of the whistle and met the same fate" then talk about some nonsense about Glory and soldiering ... And I was thinking I'm sure the first and second wave would describe that in a completely different way 😅
I was watching a thing yesterday about a single battle of World war 1, and they mentioned the number of dead.... and i realised it was tens of thousands more then the population of the town i live in. And trying to comprehend "yeah imagine if EVERY soul in ten miles was gunned down over the span of the couple months of the battle." and couldn't, my brain actually can't process those numbers properly.
Wasn't even one of the worst battles of the war either.
World War 1 was truly one of the most evil things humanity has ever done.
This is a well made video vox. I'm so glad I found your content from hotline Miami, you have a way of speaking that carries respect and full devotion in whatever content, be it Warhammer, scary story, or poetry.
Have you considered doing an audiobook of All quiet on the western front?
Lest we forget.
In my country, even if we fought, the first world war is not so much remembered. I hope this was different. The fallen deserve it. Lest We Forget.
My father was a veteran of Korea and Vietnam. My uncles told me, that before he enlisted in 1950, he was a happy 19-year-old joker. I rarely remember him smiling, and even less laughter. Once when he was “in his cups”, he told me he no longer believe in God. And in fact we only went to church because my mother insisted. I asked him why? His answer: “prayers. I have seen way too many young men and boys die, all that could do so prayed. I have heard prayers in English, Spanish, French, Korean, and Vietnamese. All these prayers and I’ve never seen one answered. Not one.“ After this I never knew him to speak of things like this again, he died when I was 27. I served in the gulf war, and that was close enough for me. Now my son is 21, almost 22 years old. When he was 18 he wanted to enlist. I told him I would shoot him in the ass and go to prison before I let him throw his life away like that. My wife and daughter thought I was being unnecessarily harsh, but after seeing the end of Afghanistan? I have no regrets. On a happier note excellent job in their writing these keep up the good work
Not sure if the first one was a poem or a horror story. Holy God
in memoriam hits harder than a canister shell
The tales of the horrors of the 41st millennium is fainter than a candle in a hurricane compared to what these poems simply because the poets were not writing of a far-off future that will never be, they were writing of what they saw and lived through. What due to the sheer horrors the world said would be the last war, only to forget the promise as soon as it was made.
WW1 was a legitimate tragedy for humanity.
The logo changed. I only knew it for two and a half weeks since I found this channel but it will be missed :'(
I will be getting a new logo soon. This is a placeholder for the moment
@@AVoxintheVoid Goood
In Flanders Fields
If there was a way to measure how bad wars are. I believe 1WW has the first place as the worst war ever.
Press F in chat for all the soldiers killed in the Great War because of generals safe behind the lines who couldn't change the way they thought the war was supposed to fought. God bless them all.
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I just watched All Quiet On The Western Front. The new movie is pretty intense. Best Krieg movie for sure. We even get tactical shovels.
You’ve really missed the point of this
brutal
NO MORE BROTHER WARS!
Amen my friend