Judging by the comments it seems like alot of you guys have so many untold stories to tell and I really want to discover them.. please everyone, make your projects into a reality. The world needs it more than you could ever imagine

"A million words will not bring you back, I know because I tried. Neither would a million tears, I know because I cried." -Unknown

There's something about these compilations that just make writing for me so dang easy.

People say that social media is full of negative people, trolls, and toxicity...Clearly, they don't know that Music Compilations are full of wholesomeness.

" You call me a villain, yet the only thing I search is peace and harmony. You call me a monster, yet I am doing the true work of a hero. You call me egoistic, yet I am the one who will suffer and loose the most of all of you. Believe me, I don't like this path either. I'm sure nobody would like this path. I didn't choose for this. Unfortunately it's the only one left"

If there was ever proof that we have a soul, it would be found with music.

The saddest thing, is realizing people have gone through worse than yourself. When you realize you aren’t strong or special, you’re just weak. You think you’re going through hell when the person next to you is standing strong despite going through something far worse.

0:00 Reach - Eternal Eclipse 2:35 Inferia - Eternal Eclipse 5:20 Mirage - Eternal Eclipse 8:15 Redemption - Eternal Eclipse 10:45 Dawn Of Faith - Eternal Eclipse 14:00 Born From Ashes - Eternal Eclipse 17:10 The Last Funeral - Eternal Eclipse 19:50 Bleeding Heart - Ghostwriter Music 22:10 Redemption - Ghostwriter Music 24:55 No Going Back - Tom Player 28:00 Reformation - The Illusory Alchemist (Riptide Music) 31:25 Farewell Life - Arn Andersson

In the beginning there was silence Empty and alone No warmth... no emotion A void that envelops you in it’s uncomfortable stillness Shivering and helpless it takes hold of the weak But then a small melody awoke in the silence Like a hand reaching out for hope A small flame in the darkness Longing for the indescribable rush of a chorus’s swell One voice desperately wanting to be heard Slowly one by one voices joined the desperate song Like a wave, a hundred voices morphed together to create a beautiful symphony of sound Until it became one voice made up of a hundred more A roaring flame against the quite stillness But then, out of nowhere like a clap of thunder, like the crash of a wave Like a scream piercing through the air Darkness reared its raging head Like smoke, it smothered and choked the breath out of every lung It crushed every beating heart It ripped the hope out of every soul And in one swift moment that light was snuffed out That still small voice cracked and bleeding on the ground It’s song buried forever in the black hole of time and space Once again leaving nothing but silence in its place

Some say she was cold.... Some say she was cruel.... Some say she was harsh.... Some say she was a fool.... But they didn't know her story.... They didn't know her pain.... They didn't know her loss.... They didn't know her struggle.... She hid it away to keep the others safe.... So they could sleep at night.... So they could smile.... So they could only see the light.... She never wanted to fight.... She never wanted to lose.... She never wanted to grieve.... She never wanted to die.... I know her story.... I've seen her pain.... I knew of her loss.... I went through her struggle.... I'd say she was focused.... I'd say she did what was necessary.... I'd say she cared.... I'd say she was a hero.... ....but she won't be remembered as one

When I'm writing I love compilations like this, because sometimes a song will come that just resonates with you. Gets your mind going, the story flows with the song. For me, when it happens I stop seeing the page. I start to see the story play out in my mind, my hand on auto pilot, the story playing out across the page. However the downside is the story gets a tad rushed so you have to go back and iron out the kinks in the story. But it's a small price to pay for inspiration :p

I see a lot of comments about how this music helps them write, and I hope all their projects come to fruition. This music helps me when I'm drawing; it helps me focus on the expressions and capture the emotions I wish to convey in my pieces.

Chaos; it’s everywhere, but it isn’t necessarily a bad thing. Chaos is everything and everywhere. It’s good, bad, benevolence, malevolence, justice, vengeance, happiness, wrath. It’s the feeling you get when you love someone and the feeling you get when you hate someone. It’s you and me. It’s all everything. It’s always sad when people think chaos is a negative. Chaos is an encompassing term, i feel. It’s spheres of influence reign over all. People can just reflect certain parts of it more than others. Chaos is just everything in the circle.

"I have to go," he says softly while caressing your cheek, "Why? please stay, let's run away." you tug on his sleeve, trying to fight the tears. He winces when he sees your sad expression and embraces you tightly, "I can't leave my king, the kingdom cannot fall, I must go and fight, I promise I will be back.." he takes a step back and kisses you on your lips as if it's the last time, he then looks into your eyes and with a broken smile says, "I love you." He turns around and runs out of your chamber before you even have time to say a word, you can no longer fight the tears, you can barely breathe and your chest hurts, but you bite through the pain, you bite through everything and you run after him, you have to let him know. You run through the lonely, cold halls of your father's castle until you feel the sharp crisp cold air bite your face, you can see him getting on a horse and getting ready to leave so you shout his name at the top of your lungs, he looks back swiftly as his horse is leaving, you quickly try to find the words, "I love you!! I will wait for you! Even if I have to wait lifetimes, I will be yours!!" you scream as you watch him ride away into the night, your legs give out and you fall to the floor, sobbing because you know you won't see him again. _-_-_-_-_LATER ON BATTLEFIELDS-_-_-_-_- Blood has turned the field red, bodies are everywhere, out of thousands only a few soldiers are fighting, one of them being him. It's been many hours and his body is growing weaker and weary by the second, but he will not stop slashing his sword until all of the enemies are dead, he cannot stop for he would not be able to die in peace knowing he left his love in danger, he gathers strength for every slash by thinking about his love and his promise to her. He wants to see her again, he wants to embrace her again, he closes his eyes and sighs before roaring to the sky and slashing his opponents head off, now there is only one left, he knows who it is, he has seen him before when the two kingdoms weren't at war. The two of them walk defensively in circles while wielding their blood-soaked swords, his enemy plunges towards him but he manages to dodge and immediately sinks his sword into his opponent's torso. At that moment it starts snowing and he stabs his sword into the ground, he sits against it and closes his eyes for a few seconds and takes a deep breath before opening them again, his fight is over, only a couple of his fellow soldiers survived, but the worst is over, the kingdom has not fallen that day. Or so he thought, on the horizon, a whole fleet of enemy archers emerge. He chuckles and closes his eyes again, his body is too tired, too broken to escape, there are too few of them to do anything. The archers get into position and fire their arrows, the sky turns black. "So it's over, I'm sorry my love, for I have broken my promise." The arrows pierce his body but he does not cry out, he doesn't make a sound, and he never opened his eyes again. ______2021, current time_____ You receive a message from a guy, the message reads, "send nudes"

"Too much blood we've lost...and too much blood we've spilled...and we won't stop until each and every blade is broken...just so that it can never cut anyone anymore..."

A man hath no greater love than this, that he would lay down his life for his friends. That he would hold that most precious to him, and let it go for the sake of those he loves. Let us never forget those who have traveled into the inglorious, howling dark, and never returned.

"you don't ease pain, you overcome it." - klark kom skaikru

people say you either die a hero or live long enough to see yourself become the villain. but i think when you become the villain, that is the time where you recognize your worth.

In war, victory In peace, vigilance In death, *sacrifice*

And she was there, with the blade crossing her heart, she slowly started to lose her red glow until she was dark, she wasn't moving at all. Then with the little vital energy the prince had, he walked slowly towards her. Everyone, while being wounded on the floor, looked at him with sadness while he was trying his best to walk properly. While he was approaching her he said: "she just might be just one more titan of the royalty for you, but for me she is our light and hope, warm and love, sadness and fury, she was able to feel all that and you knew how special she was and her powers were and you were afraid of her so you took everything from her since the beginning and you left her to die, she is not the monster you tell other YOU are that monster everyone should be afraid of". When he finally got next to her he started to transfer the little power he still had as he said "People see don't see you as a monster anymore tera, so please take this and show them the light you really are as you were to me", after saying this he passed and felt on the cold ground, he gave all of his vital power to her. Little by little she started to glow red again, but this was a different red, this red was love, fury, sadness, fear, this red was life. The glowing was so bright no one could see anything for a moment, then when it was less bright everyone could see, she was standing there with her red eyes and all the wounds she had were healed. That is when everyone knew, the real battle was just about to start. I was bored so I just write whatever came up to my mind lmao. English is not my first language so just ignore the grammatical errors :(

April 12 2008. Granddad was in the nursing home. Asleep from morphine drip. Suddenly wakes up teary eyed stares right at me and says "take me home boy. I want to be in my home" passes the next morning.... 💔😢

I’m gonna be honest, school is crushing my dreams. I’m crying silently, every night. It’s terrible. I’m convinced I’m a mistake honestly.

Wonderful! you're the person that understands the human's soul. we need more people like you in this world.

The playlist perfectly synchs up to the chapter of the novel I am writing. I reread it and the first 10-15 min fit perfectly!

Erios gently laid the girl’s lifeless body to the stone floor, tears flooding his eyes. He can’t lose her like this again. His gaze turned to his brother, the one who had just killed his beloved as she sacrificed herself to save him “What have you done?” His voice was soft but sent a chill through the air. He heard his brother laugh. “What I promised you eons ago, Mortem. I promised to destroy you and at last I have succeeded.” He answered coldly. “And this time she won’t come back. Her power is mine!”

"The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness can never extinguish it." John 1:5

Had this playing in my ears as I took a bathroom break and let me tell you.... It's quite the ethereal experience!

This is going to be playing as I write one of the most epic scenes of my new book. Cannot wait.

This is helping me to cry and just free my feelings. Thank you .

This is pure beauty! This helped me to purge a lot of pain and sadness.

Guys, just try to listen to this while you're reading a novel it feels so real just like if you were into that world

Have you ever wondered how it would feel to die? A stupid question, I know. It is after all an age old question. One we all find out in the end. .. I say the end but it isn’t really, it doesn’t feel final. It feels like floating. Like when you’re there but not. You can hear things, faintly feel things. But it doesn’t feel like you’re actually there. To say it was peaceful would be all too true. So… why? Why didn’t I stay there? I don’t fully understand myself. I just knew, I knew there was something I needed to do, someone who needed me. Mock me all you want. Call me dramatic, edgy, or strange. I’ve made my choice. I’ve accepted the conditions. Once my face feels the sun, my feet greet the grass, and my skin is caressed by the breeze, I’ll be alive. I’ll be something more than I was. I’ll be human.

I feel more alive, crazier, stronger with these songs. I feel I can do anything. Nothing! Perfect!

At first glance, the mural looked like Alduin Wall in Skyrim.

“I loved you as family, as blood from my own vein shared in a lineage torn from our grasp. But where I showed my devotion in battle and strategy, you never did. You used me for your own gain, yet you called me brother. I was blind for so long; so desperate was I to be loved that I didn’t understand the layers to that love. We were brothers once, you and I. But where I truly loved you, your love was of broken promises and thinly veiled lies.”

Il dolore rafforza lo spirito! E forgia gli eroi! Nella potenza del❤

I am having a little break between my online lessons and I started listening to this compilation... I think that by the end of this I will have stuffed nose at least. Now I relieve every bit of emotional frustration and every tragic moment of film and a book I've ever read. Screams, cries, despair. Everything is heard here. Pleas, begging, more crying. I'll listen to it once more, after the lessons, just to have more inspiration for writing. Thank you for this compilation. It's ingenious! Edit: Yep. Got a stuffed nose.

I love this music. I listen to Orchestra and Classical on special occasions, I never spoil it for myself. The music of today’s day just doesn’t connect with me the way this music does. It’s cheesy what I am saying, but people that listen to this music, they have this itch for epic stories in their head and this music intensifies it and inspires. When the climax of the piece commences and you get goosebumps. The music is deep and complex and up for what the listener wants. Not forced down your throat with forced narratives of things that just trigger excitement. Songs about vulgar and grotesque things, like killings and drive bys, and pointless hookups. Sure they get your blood flowing and its a great emotion but they just don’t hit the part of you that wants something elegant and complex. Like the complexity of finding the right girl instead of just going for a one night stand just to expuldge some shallow urge. Or the complexity of a true friendship, the ups and downs of life, its the story you make up and not the simple straightforward typical narrative of most songs now with one emotion instead of the whole spectrum of emotions. Cheesy but just saying.

“I am melainia blade of miquella, and I have never known defeat” I salute any brave soul who has lived to hear these words

0:00 "Reach", by Eternal Eclipse 2:33 "Inferia", by Eternal Eclipse 5:24 "Mirage", by Eternal Eclipse 8:13 "Redemption", by Eternal Eclipse 10:45 "Dawn of Faith", by Eternal Eclipse 13:58 "Born from ashes", by Eternal Eclipse 17:07 "The last funeral", by Eternal Eclipse 19:48 "Bleeding heart", by Ghostwriter Music 22:12 "Redemption", by Ghostwriter Music 24:55 "No going back", by Tom Player 27:59 "Reformation", by The Illusory Alchemist (Riptide music) 31:25 "Farewell life", by Arn Andersson

there is something about WLOP's artwork that gets me. I love their art of Yan, it's so beautiful, touching and just gets my writersflow going

“If you dig deep enough into a persons soul you will find enough sorrow to realise how human we all are”

im sorry i wish i could stay but i cant you know how it is so much pressure everyone counting on you... enough blood has been spilt already i will be standing here waiting though waiting for you you will come right? please come. I dont want to do this alone i dont want to be alone please.

*I hope this is somewhat good…* Time seemed to slow as Azora watched Sindarin plunge the blade into Kristian’s heart, watched as her love, her light, looked down at the thin lines of red that marked his armor like cracks in a piece of porcelain. The shadowstone blade glittered darkly in the fractured light, streaked with lines of ruby crimson. Kristian didn't cry out in pain, didn't struggle, only hung suspended in time. Sindarin gazed into his dying eyes, a cruel smirk twisting his lips. The midnight blade sang as Sindarin pulled it free, spattering the marble with alizarin tears. Kristian raised a hand to where blood stained his armor, looking up at her. For a moment she looked into his eyes, for a moment she saw all she loved captured in their cobalt beauty. For a moment everything was right, then those deep ocean eyes closed and she watched her love fall, running towards him as he did, screaming his name to the sky above, hoping beyond hope that something could be done to bring back what had been hers. His cloak looked like the night sky had been spilled across the marble, like the very stars were falling. For her they were. When she reached him his eyes were closed as if in sleep. She only wished that were true. She couldn't reverse the damage that had been wrought, no matter how powerful she was. Magic couldn't revive what was dead no matter how much she wished it could. A pained sob escaped her as she took him in her arms, the ache in her chest growing with every moment that passed. "You took everything from me," hissed Sindarin, "so I will take everything from you." With those words he was gone, leaving her with the fresh agony of losing the one she loved. All consuming grief coursed through her like a raging river, tears spilling forth. He was gone. Kristian, her love, her guardian, was truly gone. There were no second chances, not this time. No amount of power she had could bring him back to her. Arwyn raised her head and let loose a deep, anguished cry, screaming her grief to the gods above, to anyone who would listen. “Why did you take him from me?” She yelled, tears falling like liquid gems. “Why did he have to die?” Silence echoed back at her like powerful thunder, crashing over her, suffocating her, leaving her only with the hole in her heart. With the agonizing truth she didn’t want to accept.

I've been waiting for you. Called out your name so many times. I've been standing here for so long. Where are you? I know you're here. I know you can see me. I know you can hear me. Why don't you come? Why don't you save me? Why don't you call my name? I feel so alone... I feel so helpless... Please... Don't you leave me here! Don't you leave me alone! It's so dark down here... It feels... so cold... so empty... Don't leave me! Please! I'm so scared! I'm so damn scared... (sorry for my bad english >_

Thus I looked at the reflection to see the young girl, with a crown on top of her head. Her terrified visage reflected on the mirror and her eyes watered with the thought that ıt was only her now left alive to rule a kingdom she wasn't ready for. I stared at my hands as my knees hit the ground and sobbed with every piece I'd ever had shattered. The fate I couldn't bear, my worst nightmare had come alive and I was alone. This unbearable weight crushed my bones, leaving me breathless. I didn't know how I was supposed to survive without my family or without him. The only person who had held me together after they'd died had left too. Left me to listen to this immense symphony of pain, left me to die in the ice-cold. My tears fell on my hands one last time, and I listened to the symphony of pain again in agony. I took a deep breath in and heard my mother's words in my head like an echo amongst the notes. 'A Queen never cries, A Queen never hides, A Queen never dies A Queen only rules mercilessly.' It was then I realized the ugly truth. I'd lost the ones who kept me alive, only to die to be re-born again. If this was the fate I was given, I would change the world to my liking, rule mercilessly and listen to this symphony with a cold face. 'If this is my pain, so be it' I whispered to myself and stared back at the mirror. The face I saw no longer carried a visage of agony, rather was filled with anger and revenge. I wiped the tears off my cheeks, stood up and accepted the crown upon my head. Kings will die under my sword, and Queens will bow before me, If I can't have what I want, then no one will. My eyes filled with a bright crimson colour, indicating that my reign had begun. The reign of The Queen.

jump, crawl, walk, fly, through the emense darkness, trough bright light just to see me alone and lonley kneeling in pray, to see gray fade away before darkness consume me, bright light burn me...

Entreno con esta música épica, me hace despertar el guerrero que cada uno de nosotros tenemos dentro!

“Sometimes all people want is love and peace, yet with love comes resonance and hate.. I have been cursed with a hatred for humankind, and I will never forgive them for the torment that they brought upon my heart... for The Poet has stopped writing..” -Me.

"You call me a villain, yet you do the same things as I. You lie, you steal, you *kill* And you see me worse than you see yourself? Darling, have you forgotten all sin looks the same in the eyes of our creator? Have you really forgotten our purpose as humans? We are made to entertain God, to put on a show. So why not make it an exciting one?" -one of my original characters, 'Ada'

This is deeply underrated. I wish more people could hear this. Gorgeous, wonderful music.

Music like this makes the story I read more vivid and the emotions becoming almost tangible

I woke to the smell of smoke and the sound of screams. I had been sleeping soundly in my bed, but when I coughed myself awake, I recognised the screams. It was my mother and sister. Overcome with panic, I dashed downstairs without even throwing on a dress over my shift to see if they were alright. Perhaps it was just another one of those vivid nightmares, I was having them rather frequently as of late... Yet a sinking feeling in my stomach told me that I hadn't imagined their screams. Once I was downstairs, the smell of smoke was so strong I felt as if I were suffocating. I was suddenly very hot, and there was so much smoke ahead that I could barely see. Coughing, I stubbornly tried to see through the smoke anyway, but to no avail. "Mother?" I called out, straining my ears, listening for anything that might indicate they were safe. "Elizabeth?" No answer. Trying to remain calm, I walked forwards, hoping that I was walking towards the front door of our cottage. Fortunately enough for me, I had indeed gone the right way, as my hand found the doorknob. I turned it and made my way outside into the town square, only to be met with a horrible sight. Everyone was screaming and running as raging flames seemed to consume everything--buildings, animals, even people--and the smoke was even worse outside than it had been inside the house, somehow. Children cried for their mothers and coughed on all the smoke in the air that was slowly filling up their tiny lungs. Mothers frantically called their children's names, screaming hysterically as their husbands stopped them from running back into the flaming buildings to search for missing children. Horses, dogs and people screeched in pain as they ran through the streets on fire, trying to outrun the flames searing their skin... Somewhere in the distance, an abandoned baby wailed, crying out for help... I couldn't believe my eyes and ears. I was trembling from head to toe, and my breath was coming in ragged gasps. How could this happen? This couldn't be happening. It's just a nightmare... Just another horrid dream that feels real, but isn't... I can't consider the alternative-that this is real and actually happening. This *can't* be happening. It just can't... "What are you doing standing there?!" a man yelled. "Run!!!" Suddenly I find myself gasping for air. I can't breathe. I can't breathe. I can't breathe. I can't breathe. I can't breathe. I can't breathe. I can't breathe. I can't breathe. *I can't breathe.* This is really happening... This is real. Terrified, but determined to survive, I do as the man says and run, faster than I've ever ran before. I run through the village, skirting around people and animals on fire and lost children and grieving mothers because I know I cannot help them, and set my sights on the cobblestone road ahead. After running for what feels like an eternity, the road finally seems to be getting closer. "Almost there..." I whisper to myself, as encouragement of sorts. But just as my bare feet are about to touch the cobblestones, something hard hits me over the head from behind. Someone cries out in shock, I crumple to the ground, and my vision goes black as the world fades away. ~~~~ When I wake again, the world is silent. The screams of tortured souls have gone, the crackling and roaring of flames is no more, not even a single dog can be heard. Just eerie silence... I briefly wonder if I am dead. It would make sense, since everything seems to be white...but then, why am I still breathing? Soft, white powdery flakes drift down through the air and land on my face, getting in my eyes and hair. I blink them out, then try to sit up. Why is it snowing in summer...? But I let out a strangled gasp as I realise, with horror, that it is not snow at all. It is ash... Lots and lots of ash. I look around me, mortified. The fire seems to have gone out, but at what cost? There are no more houses. No more buildings. No more land. No more horses. No more dogs. No more animals of any kind. No people. No life at all... Only charred, black wood, the smell of burnt flesh and cloth, and white ash everywhere. The strong and putrid smell of burnt flesh and cloth is especially strong by a burnt heap beside me, and I walk over to it with dread, expecting to see a dead dog or perhaps a mother that stayed behind to try and find her child... But what I find instead is far worse. My little sister's badly burnt and misfigured face is staring up blankly at me, her pale blue eyes staring off into nothing at all, her mouth open in a silent scream that will never be heard, because she is dead. My sweet little sister, Elizabeth, is dead... I collapse onto my knees and cry out as tears begin falling down my ash covered cheeks. *"NO!"* I scream, as a sudden stabbing pain in my chest overwhelms me. "You can't...you can't be dead! Elizabeth, wake up!" I gently pick her up in my arms and cradle her face as more tears fall. "I know you're alive, Lizzie!" I say desperately, sobbing. "You have to be! You can't leave me!" But as my sister's lifeless eyes continue staring past me, I cry even harder. "Lizzie, please," I beg. "Please...don't go...don't leave me all alone..." The only response I get, however, is more ash silently falling from the sky. *"THIS ISN'T REAL!"* I scream. *"THIS ISN'T REAL!"* But I know that it is... I just can't bring myself to accept the reality, that everything I've ever loved is dead and gone. I cling to my sister's body and cry over her corpse for hours...which turn into days... But once she began to rot away, I knew there was no use in crying anymore. She was gone...reduced to ash... Just like everything else. With a heavy heart, I bury her just outside the town and place a flower--the only one that survived the fire--on top of her grave. "Goodbye, Lizzie," I whisper, as one final tear slips off my cheek and onto the flower's petals. "I'll never forget you...I promise..." >>This is the prologue of Til Death Do Us Part, read the full story on my Wattpad! It is not finished yet, but I am working on it. Here is my Wattpad: www.wattpad.com/user/AshCrimsonV

Fought in the core for 12 years, buried 5 of my friends, met a girl out of this world she died in a car crash on return journey from deployment, got married had three kids wife divorced me ptsd still lingered! Homeless, sofa surfing! No money-too over qualified for jobs! Wouldn’t mind only thing i want is peace. The music is fitting. 👍🏻

There are only 2 true infinite things in life, chaos and hope. One cannot live without the other. Where their is chaos there are always people hoping but where there is hope there will always be people who want chaos.

Now ... THIS IS A GOOOOOOD COMPILATION... great job!

Mon Dieu, c'est splendide !

'Aum My Holy Lord God😱🤩 Tank you dear...🖤❤️‍🔥💔🙏🕉🔱

“As I fall down this rabbit hole of torment, I can’t help but wonder, what life would’ve been like, had I been there, just 10 minuets earlier. I failed Mum. I failed you. I failed him. I failed me. This war we fight is killing us day by day. Day by day I sit in that tent, wondering whether or not I’m going to see my baby girl. I sit there making plans to end this war. I send my men into that hell hole, only to find their bodies returned to me, broken. Their faces covered in terror. Our enemy is of unparalleled strength. They are unbeatable, unwilling to surrender. The will they hold...its untenable. Mum I don’t know what to do. I sent him, our greatest warrior, my brother, in hopes of gaining just a mere foothold in their lines. I didn’t know what he was walking into! I didn’t know until my scouts had reported back to me. I tried to wait for my reports Mum, but my men were dying! I had no choice! I couldn’t just leave them there! When the scouts got back to me, I ran as fast as I could. I was stopped by a massive explosion. The Earth had risen up against me. The Gods no longer favored us! I got up and ran for my brother. What I found was... it was... absolutely horrible Mum. His eyes. The fear they bore. I can’t do this anymore Mum. I can bear the crown no longer. I am left with no choice. If I continue fighting, there will be none of us left. I already got a message back from those monsters. They want me. In return, they’ll allow all of you live. My whole life has been dictated by politics and schemers. Rogues and madmen. My whole life has been controlled by the actions of others. My life was robbed from me. My death...that will be mine. I am so sorry. I have a carriage waiting for me outside. Understand that they will torture me, and let all of you know what they’re doing. Don’t worry. Know that I will die a glorious death, whether I am bound to a chair, or free with a weapon in hand. Either way, I’ll go down fighting. I’ll be free. So will you.

0:37 I love the violin here It’s feels like sadness drowning in Dark/Tragic

Time and hope is all we truly have left. And yet both drain, and keep draining until the end. When there’s nothing left. Our hope drains more and more, and our time is limited. But more limited than others. In the end, we learn to accept the pain, we learn to except that time has shaped us, and hope has brought us to where we are.

🕊️✨bogăția de aur a sufletului tău umplut cu credință, va suprima nevoia de sacrificiu nelimitat, cunoscând puterea ✨🕊️Iertării și Iubirii 🕊️✨în Dumnezeul Nostru Atotputernic

It is crazy impressive how you managed to package a 1 hour mix into 38 minutes. 😶

Best mix ever it helps me to keep my focus up and think about stuff that really matters in life

Hurt and pain. There's much to gain. Peace and love. It's all the same. Confusion and doubt. We're not without. We weep, we cry. We plead, we try. We laugh, we smile. Only to be hurt. By one last trial. Life is a lesson, So learn it well. Maybe one day You can tell its tale.

Non temere io sono qui davanti a te!

This is so beautiful and so powerful. I absolutely love it and it speaks to me. Thank you.

Absolutely beautiful you can just feel the emotions that the composer is channeling in their music

You think you can dictate good from evil? You think you are so above me that you are some god destined to defeat me?! You are human! Flawed! Imperfect! You are like me!! Though I can assure you I am nothing like you... I will not allow you to stop me... I will not let you get in the way from what needs to be done... I'm sorry... I truly am

How may humanity arise amongst the weak, when humans are the weak.

Just a little glimpse of poetry listening to 1 minute and 24 seconds of this masterpiece. Enjoy ☯️ Sadness: The time is near, Death become a daily routine. Blood turns to water, Tears turn into trees. The upside is rotten, Reality is broken. Hope turns to stone, Anger awakens. The sight of cries and screams of death, Loss of breath is almost too unbearable.

i put this while my d&d character dies, we cried a lot

Its legit music when it inspires others to write. So props for inspiring so many incredible poems, and stories.

Life gave us all something to remember, there is still hope in this broken world. To make plans for the next day is called hope, and only the bravest will survive. Keep fighting like our ancestors did.

Perfect for writting epic scenes.

The Most Beautiful Soundtrack to a movie that hasnt been made, i hear Goldsmith, Williams, Zimmer...its a long list

This is so much more emotional with medieval war ambience in the background.

"I think I'm going to write a book. The future should know the mistakes we've made. And recently I've been caused to know the value... and the beauty... ...of things that live longer than I do."

There's no good and bad people in this world...only people who make mistakes...

I finally got a chance to watch the movie "Atonement" for the first time. When I finished watching it, I started playing this where I had it paused, in the song at 5:20 and it was like wow... That song fits it so perfectly. Such a beautiful and sad movie.

After listening to this , I am missing her more.

Wow, very nice, like dawn of faith

Thanks for this compilation.❤

the first one helped me ascend to higher life form

Lost for words just Raw emotions that are here now power at its fine-tune and respectful to the highest standards of being a part of Gods plan and walking next to Jesus is the only way

Thank you for the inspirational content of this music it takes CREATING TO THE NEXT LEVEL !!

Está recopilación es increíble

What I learned from this song is never take life for granted.

I listened to this on loop while reading the manhwa 'The Horizon' and the experience is something I will never get to experience again ... The pain, the loss, the realization that all is lost, the mixed feeling of wrath and despair, the hopelessness of not being able to do anything, the feeling of having nothing to look forward to ... Life only has meaning because of death

“If you dont believe you are the best, you will never achieve all that you are capable of” -Cristiano Ronaldo

🖤 eternal eclipse music... So deep and understanding.

We go to the books to think about things other than the pain. We watch films to focus on something else other than the pain. With music, we can hear our pain.

Outstanding!

this kind of music motivates continue storys and

Beautyfull

REALLY THANK YOU FOR THIS

It's so beautiful. The music, photo, and song names tell such an emotional story. I feel like crying as I listen to it.

amazing! Perfect for my vampire the masquerade game

good work 🔥

The beginning of Inertia is so hopeless yet beautiful