I think I may have found the most melodramatic comments section in all of youtube.

damn, if I could write like everyone else here, I wouldn't have to worry about my english class

All I wanted was to see comments saying "I love this song!" or "This is my favorite song, so emotional" And all I get is poems, sob stories and more poems. Anyone else?

Well, you know what they say: If you can't run, you crawl, And if you can't do that, You find someone to carry you.

poem's.. poem's everywhere!..

Through her eyes As her soul dies Looking towards an endless abyss Searching for a needed bliss Graves to her left and right Showing no signs of fright Reaching outwards Known only as cowards Begging and pleading Shouting that her path was misleading She continues forward, this girl Her hair shade of a pearl Behind be her past so bent This is Jane's Lament.

“I don’t have a quote.” -me

Anyone notice the Star of David on her dress? And the tone of the music? And the rest of the Picture?

unlimited feels works

Dying is beautiful to her. Cold, merciless, fear, emptiness was all she felt from the world. Nothing was known about love or affection. As she was forced to be colder than the world to survive, she walked pass many deaths and farewells. She knew that in order to save those she want to protect, she had to walk over them, bravely, without a tear. At the end of the song where piano strikes, is when she feels tired.

There is nowhere to hide There is nowhere to run The demon is inside: I'm the moon and the sun I'm the love and the hate I'm your joy and your pain Your present and your fate Your freedom and your chain I fill your eyes with tears I fill your life with ease I fill your heart with fears And I do as I please I'm inside of your mind I'm inside of your soul I'll always be behind To keep you in the hole Lose your hopes to survive I live under your skin Only the ache will thrive As you die from your sin Lament in vain Weakling But I will never go This is the beginning Of the reign of your foe I'm like a parasite Who just feeds on your veins I ravage and I smite Until nothing remains As you burn in hell-fire With monsters and witches I will build my empire On top of your ashes Then I'll sit on my throne And I'll dust your decays I'll make this world my own For the rest of my days And I'll watch you ALL burn While laughing at your screams It'll never be my turn I'm the king of my dreams I will sing on your cranes I will dance on your bones I'll trample on your brains As you expire in groans I'll paint red all the walls And turn off all the lights I'll make springs into falls And all days into nights Darkness will be my friend And we'll rule together I don't want dreams to end They should last forever Yet the door is closing Back to reality The curtain is falling Farewell my fantasy! As we suffer inside In silence every day We keep trying to hide All of our pain away Well sometimes I lie down I close my eyes and fade I wear my dusty crown And rule the realm I made.

When you look towards your light, whom you trust with your life, when that light is gone, where do you turn to? Despair and darkness is what you'll only find. Do you wander in the dark or close your eyes? Do you close your eyes, or wander in the dark forevermore?

"This is my spot, Kate, this is where I stand." -Cpt Roy Montgomery

Tuesday/ June/ the 28 It has been almost 10 years since I found this channel and its amazing music. I was but a 10 year old kid on the internet just looking up random music when i came across this and now i am but a 20 year old who accidently came across this at 2 in the morning. Its hard not tearing up realizing time sure is passing by way to fast, and realizing I am getting older. feels like I just first heard this song just last week. This is just a reminder no one escapes time.

“I actually don’t know who she was, or what things she did. But I can assure you that in the middle of that awful night, everyone was able to hear Jane’s lament...”

"If heaven won't help us, we'll kill hell ourselves" -Isaac Ibinov *Liberation*

When you cannot dream anymore, can you say I have a purpose? When you have lied so much, can you find the truth? When you have found peace, know that it's time to reflect pain and sorrow, emptiness will always have fulfillment. When you have met fate, you shall live to that fate, knowing the sorrow and pain that lies ahead. When music is played, do you feel your soul? When the time comes, you'll know.

“A monster, some called her. But in the shadows, only said in whispers, she was an angel."

Heard this on 'Castle' and immediately fell in love with it. I spent ages trying to find a high quality version of this and I finally found it....

"Everything looks better in quotation marks"

Crafted clock, tick away. Soul embrace, heart astray. Lips in moan, body in terror. Life a halt, a fear emperor. A chipped paper home, made for two. A life in a dream, made only for you. One tear swallowed down, a salty trail. Life an endless world, and endless tale.

A name. Forsaken, forgotten, unforgiven. Under the pale white sky, in a desert full of nothing, I stand. Their whispers still creep into my head and tug on the hem of my skirt. Blood-stained hands and dark scarlet eyes--a curse tainted on the very core of my existence. I died a long time ago. When tears became dust and screams became hushes, I died together with the cruel monster called "reality." No more fear, no more war. My name lies somewhere far away, somewhere unreachable; it's sinking, drowning, fading. And it's pointing its finger at me, laughing. Laughing as I also begin to disappear.

We laughed, we felt such joy, a joy that is no longer. But, life goes on, this pain I feel will disappear with the sands of time, as the days fade away into the ether. But, shadows, remnants of love lost, will remain with me for for the rest of my waking days, and haunt my dreams as phantoms of a reality that could have been. So I stand, facing the void of losing precious feelings, my mind still, knowing there is no other option. I take a step into this unknown, feeling empty . . .

Even if this song isn't from an anime, it perfectly fits the feels that this image gives me

Gonna try making a story from the song... There once was a child... haunted by her past, by her fate. She walks by the graveyard of souls, to find her own grave...but her fate isn't that. Its something she can't escape from... she can feel the cold air of souls grasping her towards her fate. She follows what the souls want her to do. She kept walking the endless graveyard until she finds something beyond her expectations. It was hope, something that can save her, running towards it, reaching it ever so slightly. She got... a master pokeball, realizing it was a trap, she got captured, restraining her into the ball. The last thing she heard was...... "Gotta catch em all!"

It fascinates me every time knowing once again how much feelings can music convey

Came here after watching Castle S04E04. Simply powerful 🙌

Part 3: When you think you have lost everything, you have the most important things of all. Hope, Faith, and your heart. Never lose hope, never discard your faith, be who you are. And be...courage. I am alone in this world, no one knows me, know one knows my pain, my cries, there is no one to hold me, I am on my own. But there is a light, and I have to follow it. My name is Jane. And this is my lament of life.

This fits so perfectly with the storyline of Akame ga kill. All the unnessisairy deaths of the beloved characters. All the feels. Every. Damn. Time.

I wont tell you how she died... I will tell you how she lived.

She was surrounded by the soilders who fought for her life. For the lives of all of us, who so easily take our earth for granted. She takes slow, brave steps, her hair blowing softly in the wind. Her eyes were gray, reflecting the atmosphere around her. As she walks to her death, a beautiful tear rolls down her pale face. "We are here because of them. Because of the brave kind souls that float around us. We mustn't trap them here. We must let them go in peace. We must not repeat the same mistakes that caused all this pain and melancholy."

Been listening to this on loop every once in a while for 4 years. One of my favorites

Bro this comment section is lit

Open your eyes, see me as I really am. See me, for I am the one who has always been there for you. The one who has never thought to harm you, in these times of trials. See me for the last time, in this world. Laments, oh how I have them so. I lament never telling my true feelings aloud. I lament that the days under the sunlight, while wonderful, never seemed to be long enough to spend with you. So now, as I lay in red, in your arms, wounded by a fate that could not have been prevented, see me. Look into my eyes, as I whisper words of love, these last words that leave my lips. Cry not, mourn me not, for I will always be with you, watching over you. Awaiting you on the other side.

I don't know what this poet stuff is about but here goes nothing... Roses are red And here's something new, Violets are violet, Not fvcking blue. This song is beautiful by the way, reminds me of this game with a little white creature...

This is what I needed to get into one of my character's heads so I could write him correctly....

Who came back in 2021 to listen this?

In a fit for revenge she ended up killing millions of people, her lover tried to stop her rampage but died trying....at last an old wizard managed to give her clarity of mind at the cost of his own life and a curse of inmortality....now she wanders alone the road of dead that she thread unable to find salvation and rest as she is now a goddess of death.

GIVE ME THIS ON SPOTIFY ALFKING READY

“Let me tell you ‘bout depression. Depression isn’t wearin’ dark clonthin’ and acting nihilistic. Depression is the decay of the heart, soul and mind. Their spirit and smile is done in. Society asks that you go to school, lose your creativity and become a model citizen. Anythin’ else? You’re an outcast or a weirdo. The model people? They die knowin’ they didn’t live. The weirdos and outcasts die happy knowin’ they gave it their best. And sometimes.... well sometimes even both pass by scared and alone. So are we really strangers that share a common story? Or are we all just runnin’ with broken legs to societies hopes and desires?”

her tears never stop flowing, she hears the moans of sadness from the graves that she made, she walks on and on, never stopping. She eventualy stops at a cemetery that started it all, and she wails her grief, for her sins.She speaks a few words she should have said so long ago "I am sorry"

damn yt bringing back memories

dont even know where this is from but it hits hard

A quote from my book "she sits in darkness, scratches of pain, despair and hopelessness stain her walls as the wallpaper hangs lame. There's nothing left for her. And so she continues to hang her head, a Lone child in which no one knows her name."

Heart’s falling. From deep within, my heart’s torn. Warped and ripped to asunder beyond one's word. Paid a toll that was never due. Dreams that ended with my name cried out to, My uncleared name, that's lost to the shades of history, My deeds that unheralded by my legacy. My name? What do I stand for? Who was I? Now, just a haze and fog stand beyond me. I used to care, deep within.

Fear?..I've seen my fear..it's like a monster hiding in the dark...not just the dark the light too......fear of losing the people close to me......fear of getting left behind...of being forgotten.... Sadness and pain?.....I keep it to myself...just keep smiling....I'm fine.....no one has to know what goes on inside my head....the same goes for anger...keep it to myself. .I might have killed you a thousand times inside my head...buy still I won't say a thing ..i don't want to talk.....emotions keeps building up....and one day....the monster inside.....well just hope that your not there when it breaks lose

A dying warrior in the midst of battle, Blood on his lips, blood on his blade, His strength waning, Yet his courage never wavers, A past to remember, A present to overcome, And a future to fight for.

Jesus my heart cant take this masterpiece. I cant even read the coments without crying 😢👍👏👏👏👏

How often I come to this music... Listening this with closed eyes... It give feels something like... I can't explain.

Those that rest among the stars and those that sit behind the bars. Those that loved to make it last and those whom suffered from there past. Those cried and screamed for more, those that sat among the poor. These are souls I hear today, among the tombs of stone and clay. A broken past I too have shared, among the ages I have dared. I stand alone among the graves singing prayers for fallen braves. A heart I know but cannot name. For ages took it when they came. Lost to time I am I see. Now that silence sings with me. Lament. :end. Hmmm... after a full day of 'work' writing its nice to try these music story things. Kinda like a vent for creative extras without having the effort of writing the same story day after day. Anyway, they say a picture says a thousand words, I say a song can do the same. This is my contribution to the pot. Awesome song btw. PS: Dont be to harsh I didnt proof read. :P

This is such a heart-wrenching piece. The ending always has me in tears.

NOT ME HEARING THIS SONG IN CASTLE LIFE IS A CIRCLE

This is a masterpiece

Just watched the episode where this OST comes up. Man, one of the most emotional momentes in the series so far

Death is part of the painful truth of life, but life is more painful as you watch everyone around you disappear.

Absolutely one of my favorites... Thanks.

The war is over and done But she was the only one For she was all alone She remembers the screams, the tears, the pain, and suffering. She remembers his face For his eyes had no light His smile only showed malice She is the only one who survived And she will make sure everyone knows her people's story.

inspiration inspiration... i finally found you... thanks for this PERFECT OST..

I was present when you first uploaded this. I can.'t believe it was 10 years ago! Even after such a long period it still eases my soul every time I hear it. Thank you.

I have been looking for you for YEARSSSSS

I have 3 words to describe this: Sad Beautiful Inspiring

This comment section sounds like my literature classes...

I love this poem. It totally fits the moodiness of. The thumbnail. Very deep words, we all hide our tears inside. Keep on writing, very inspiring.

This is the by far the most inspiring piece of music that I have ever come across. This is timeless, this is masterful. this is deep deep joy! So haunting and melodious and euphonious Po

Listening to this while writing a novella about an apocalypse. Sets the mood very well for me!

Once upon a time, there was a boy named Harold. Harold wasn't quite like the other children during recess. While all the other boys and girls were playing, Harold sat aside on the bench with his notebook and began taking notes of the things he noticed certain individuals doing. Some of these notes about the individual people contained everything about their free time including the people they hung around with and the things they did. After the months went by as Harold noted their every movements at the playground, Harold began to predict exactly what they would do and was almost completely right every time. Because of this, Harold became bored of stalking his fellow classmates and decided to write fictional stories about them in which they participated in disturbing activities. All of his classmates knew he was there but they never went over to him because he really scared them. His classmates were so worried about Harold that they actually reported him to a teacher who then went through his desk one day after school and found the notebook containing his notes of the every actions of his classmates and then the horrendous stories he made about them. The next day, Harold was called to the main office where he was confronted about his behavior over the past few months. After Harold managed to convince them it was surely nothing and just a way for him to release some of his creativity, the staff let him go and life continued on. One day, a girl by the name of Sally decided to be brave and confront Harold. They talked for a bit and even stayed outside a few minutes past the bell. As the children were called back into the building to continue the school day, one of them was missing. Everyone in the class began to panic besides Harold who just looked down into his notebook as if nothing was wrong. The teacher asked Harold if he had seen where Sally had gone. Harold explained how he had no idea. It was a Thursday and the school was off for the rest of the week as heavy police investigations were called upon. With no luck, Monday came. The students soon found themselves at the playground again. Only this time, they weren't doing their normal routines. Nobody was doing anything. Everyone in the class was sitting in silence on the opposite side of the park besides Harold who yet again, seemed to not care of the incident that went down. In the midst of the silence and fear, Harold stood up and started walking toward the fence. In this particular corner, there was some trees and bushes where Harold vanished behind. Everyone saw it but they didn't do anything. When it was time to return to class, the teacher realized another student was missing and right away, all of the students explained how they saw Harold walk into the bushes. As the students waited in the room, the teacher went to investigate alone. As the teacher went into the bushes, it was suddenly very slippery as the she stepped on what appeared to be Harold's notebook. The book was on a pile of red liquid as the she hesitantly opened it. All of the pages were ripped out except one which said "LVL9000 - Sally" When the teacher put it together, she realized that what she was standing in was blood. As she looked up, she found Sally way up in the tree impaled on a branch. Researchers concluded that the "LVL9000" was just a way to mark his kills as there were a total of 9000 cases with similar outcomes numbered from 1-9000. Some time went by and no other cases came up. However, investigators believe that Harold will carry out LVL9001 soon.

Never have i seen a picture that pierces my heart in all my life as this one...may we find our humanity.

This is probably my favorite music for going to sleep, it's so beautiful and make feel everything is out

My family is dead My home destroyed My friends gone My empire burned And my life ended But...hey You know something?? *it was fun*

life is just a mission which we all need to conquer

Stunningly beautiful!!

This music saved me from despair and learned to stay standing in the face of my problems and not to give up i love it

Roses are red Dinos are dead It hurts to poo Are you like that too

This song brings me memories of SnK and I can see in my mind how Eren gets to see the ocean, he is wearing a red scarf which flows with the wind. He is at last looking at the sea which Armin talked about. Eren looks at the horizon, he starts crying as he remembers his fallen friends, then the camera focus on his eyes and we can see how time passes backguards. He wakes up being 10 years old again with Mikasa by his side and she asks: Eren, why are you crying?

This song deserves more respect!! 💕💕💕💕💕💕

Hurts listen, but i just cant stop, i love this so much

I sit... patiently waiting... idk what for or for who waht I do know is what I've learned and what my experiences have thought me and I've come to realize that life is nothing more than a never ending cycle of wait you wait for love for forgiveness for death but I've realized I wont wait any longer whatever it is I want I will chase till I've got it waiting will never be an option again I've lost so much thanks to patience now I'll only wait for those whom I love I will wait for that that I cannot chase like death everything else is within reach and I will reach it.

This picture reminds me of my grandma. She was born 1909 in Germany. The was still an emperor. Her mother died of cancer, when she was only 10 years old. In the Late 1920s she met my grandfather and got pregnant with my oldest aunt. Soon they married and other child were on the way, when the Second World War begun. Her husband were forced to go to Russia and fought and eventually got captured. My grandma was all alone with her kids, nearly without money. Her stepmother died. Her own father sick and rejected by her family in law. In the early 50s my grandpa returned and they were happy once again. Soon, they were blessed with my father. But eventually, my grandpa died of cancer soon after my father‘s birth. My grandma starts to work and earn money again to support all of her children fairly. Years and decades passed and she was able to life a happy life despite all the death and pain surrounding her almost every single day. I was with her, when she passed away at the age of 97. she died so peacefully, because of she was able to live with all the pain and sadness in her heart, but because she were loved by all her kids, grandchilds and friends, she was never alone. It‘s my highest goal since my earliest days to live a active, kind, forgiving and respectful life like her‘s. I love you, grandma ♥️

It's nice to see people's creativity in these videos comment section. Just 1 picture and bring up so much ideas.

THIS ARTWORK OMG IT FITS SO WELL

this song reminds me of those really dramatic scene where the persons ready to pull the trigger or take their last swing before they die.. or even in that battle moments. It makes me feel like I was there at that time watching that epic-ness, both people taking there last breath and standing in a strong battle pose, aiming... a long pause of silence then... then charging towards their foe..... both strike... then fall... silence.....

Raven black that reach the light, Coiled and trapped in ocean might. Fallen time of souls and death, Who sing and hailed its lastly breath. Up to cling the angel of blue, Who failed to catch the ticket drew. In long till none of grave and ground, Forever and forever, be distant, sound.

This song has created hundreds of new poets.

That endless walk through the field of despair 😩

'How long has it been since I've walking in the light? In darkness I've been raised walking towards the light at the end of this endless tunnel. How long will it take before I get there? How long will I remain my dignity in this dark and sober world? Losing faith with every step I make. Losing my consciousness with the pain I have suffered. With the pain humanity has suffered. How long will this remain? How long will I remain? Perhaps dark can never be conquered. And so on I will go.'

"Sin is something only Scared and crazy people Believe in" -Pastor David *The Corner of Madness*

This is a good song. Emotional, sad, beautiful. I love it.

No words are needed to express what this song expresses... its called hope.. no words i say, no poems needed or chants on tops of buildings, this song brings back memories of a long lost ages when life ment something ....and the only tear shed is the one filled with regret and shame of seing an age come to its conclusion if we keep listening to our own stupidity..

*THE CALM AFTER THE STORM* _Written by me of course_ _24/6/2022_ “Times have been tough, too tough. Innocent civilians have fallen to the hands of the apocalypse. Warriors selflessly gave their souls away, away for the people, away for our own good, away for a better future, but that future is a long road ahead. The apocalypse had just come to an end and humanity is at the brink of extinction. Things are nowhere near like how they used to be. We were too much for our own selves, too much for this godforsaken world we forged from our own hands. We over-ambitiously flew too high like Icarus and now we suffer the consequences. Including me, there are an estimated 11,253 humans left who survived the fall and now we are left alone to rot. It’s every man for themselves now. At this point, out of desperation, we will do anything to see another sunrise, even if it meant the unthinkable. Just the other day, a mother had killed her 2 year old son, scalped and butchered him, put him to a fire and ate him out of starvation. I felt sick to my stomach knowing how she must have felt and knowing what others had to do to survive. I wondered what I would do to survive if I ate my last rations. Would I have to cut my own arm off for food? Or possibly even kill? No, it’s too terrible to think about. My parents were one of the ones fighting for humanity. Like everyone else, they sadly died. At the very last moment of their lives, they fought to protect me and our home. In their last breath, they told me to flee and to run far away from there. They told me to take all of the rations and supplies before I witnessed their heads rolling on the earthy ground after a loud thwack. And since that day, I’ve always been on the run. Months have passed by and every day, I still think about that one dismal day. The faces of my parents’ roaming heads are still heavily cemented into in my head. I’ll never forget. Today though, I happened to find a rabbit searching for food. I was already down to my last bite of bread and I was forced to kill the rabbit. I gave it a fast and merciful death so it would rest in peace at ease. As I fed off of its flesh, I couldn’t help but feel terrible. It was after all also looking for food. I tried to not have the thought linger in my head too much as I kept eating. I packed everything away after I was done and continued walking. The small rabbit barely satisfied my appetite, but nonetheless, I went on. After a restless amount of wandering, I happened to stumble upon an old graveyard. I had a strong feeling tugging at me to enter and as I did, I couldn’t help but feel the sad and gloomy aura of the scene. It was so dreary, so depressing passing by the dead. Some weren’t even properly buried. Some had a few limbs such as their arms and legs poking out of the soil. Others had the top of their heads sticking out. I noticed skulls and other human remains were scattered here and there. In the midst of all of this, I could’t help but think about mom and dad as my eyes slowly started to water. I pondered if they were also there with me amongst the dead. I felt so alone and yet also not as if my parents were at my side. I like to think of it as reminder that my parents would always be there for me. After mourning the dead, I continued walking to the exit and briefly looked back before muttering my last goodbyes. Unfortunately, that would be reality from now on for me and for the other generations to come, and that is if they ever come. I now sit here on the trunk of a fallen tree writing in my journal. This is my last entry writing in here. I managed to purify some water beforehand. I think this supply will last me for today and for the day to come. I have one final message. If anyone is to ever find this journal, please, I strongly urge you from the bottom of my heart to form a community if you haven’t already and rebuild our society. Even if you find this long after I am dead, don’t leave the sacrifices of the dead in vain. They gave everything for you. They put all of their efforts, strength and lives just so another generation can flourish. I know it might take centuries before we can make a recovery, but bare in mind, all of humanity is dependent on themselves and what choices they make. Would you live the rest of your days fleeing and worrying if you’ll ever make the night or live like how it once was? I call upon the rest of you to not bring yourselves any closer to extinction. You have to thrive. You have to continue for those who came before and for those who’d come after. This is my final word. Don’t let this be the end.” -Signed by someone who just wants to live.

"For what does a man profit, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul?" (Matthew 16:26)

Never would have thought that Castle could bring in such a lovely song.

My goodness, this one really gets to me. I almost cried. It's beautiful. The sound reminds me of the atrocities of war. All the souls who had to die brutal deaths. All the people who mourned.

The end is so fucking sad for me ;-; and btw this song reminds me of someone I love and that i lost :( But... i still love this song

This is what plays as the hero sacrifices herself on the battlefield , only to look back one last time with a broken smile on her face

this popped up as a dnd song suggestion and I instantly fell in love with it but i never looked at the description so when i was watching castle i was like “hold up, I know this”. this song seems so dramatic for castle thi but I LOVE IT

“Dreaming is for the dead, that’s what I’ve always been, I’ve never believed but seeing this I think I might have to agree. That’s the sad truth isn’t we’re remembered when we die, looked at as a hero, a martyr, a person. I’ve been treated as dirt my entire life and everyone just stood ignorant, I was forced into a meaningless war to protect those people. I’ve lost friends, too many to count but I never die. I never die. I think I’m now ready to dream.”

Damn I’m crying because whenever I listen to this music and close my eyes all of my pain comes one by one and I couldn’t stop myself from crying and wanting to die...

I am cursed. I can hear the dead and see them. They reach for me begging for salvation and mercy. Their screams haunt me they call for me to save them. This place was once beautiful and people walked the streets now it is nothing, but a graveyard of the dead.war did this to them. A war that was started by my grandfather now I must bare the burden of seeing and hearing the people he killed. I am cursed by my grandfathers sin.He tried to rule the world with malice and fear. He killed thousands. He died by the hands of the people and they cursed him. A curse that won't be lifted until he saves as many lives he killed. Now as the last decendant must pay the price for my grandfather's sin. By seeing all the people he killed and trying to save each one.

This is so sad...I was literally crying while listening to it

so...its been 4 years now huh? i still remember wen i heard this song and i was listening to this track, this video over and over along with Shiki track thank you so much for uploading all of those gorgeous songs