Krale - Memoirs of the Forgotten [Epic Emotional Music]
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Krale thx for entertaining :) i love your more electronic music and the epic ones on this channel
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Krale Hey Krale. I hope you see this comment soon. I'm making a birthday video for my boyfriend and its an artistic video of our trips together. Can I use this song as background, just for one part? Thanks. Blessings.
Do you have any more music like this Krale?
Ooh My God ,. it made me get flashback's of my time on duty in Afghanistan ,.. Krale may god bless you and guide you,. respect bro ,. really this is soo beautifull and godlike woooooow !!! "thumps up"!!!
4 years later, this is still one of my favorites.
Agreed
I think everyone agrees that this is BEAUTIFUL...
Arucanari // ShortFilms i love you
Arucanari // ShortFilms yeah it just beautiful that i could cry..
We need a word that means beautiful times 1 Bajillion
"I remember them...back in the days of old...*sad chuckle* they never left my memory. The Question is... do YOU remember? Remember the Forgotten?"
In every life, in any place, the words always follow remembers me.
Whilst the people cheer, cheer for their so called hero, celebration arises and hope once forgotten, found again, looking around, I find my emotions entwining from pride, guilt, anger into one emotion... fear. I saw her. Not in some dream, not from my imagination. Her physical presence overwhelming me emitting this feeling of hatred. She knew. These people cheering for a hero, unaware that this hero traded thousands of lives for his own, a town days away from torture and agony. As our eyes locked, she continued to watch me with her cold dead eyes, her hatred piercing my heart.
Last night I had a dream that shook me really hard. I get teary eyed thinking about it. In this dream I got bitten by a snake and turned to tell myself a message. Except it wasn't like I was thinking aloud... it was as if I was staring myself deeply in the face. I could literally see my own face telling me this as if a deeper part of me was trying to wake me up to something.
It didn't hit me that hard until recently as I was listening to music funny enough. The message was something along the lines of "Wake up. Whether you are aware of it or not, every move you make is leading you somewhere and has consequences. Wake up." I immediately woke up afterwards with a heavy feeling in my gut.
To me this was extremely weird and scared me a little bit. I never had a dream where I talked to myself in that way and I never had such a clear message for something so random. In the dream I was walking through a wooded area near houses with a friend and we saw a snake. I went to maneuver around the snake and kill it but instead I messed up somehow, probably panicked, and it bit my hand. It wasn't venomous but if it was I could have potentially died (in this dream). I should have approached the situation more intelligently but I don't believe this was the focus of the message in my dream... it was too specific and random for such an intensely spoken message.
All day today I thought about the actions I took. Each interaction with other people and even such things as general momentum I was building towards future actions. Sometimes the idea would slip my mind but then I would remember again...
Thinking deeper now I feel intense emotions thinking about not only where my actions are taking me tomorrow, in a week, and even a year from now... but also what I've missed out on because I've been essentially "sleeping" in some ways throughout life. Even something like sex, as crass as that sounds. Recently I've been learning to appreciate it more and more. So much that it's become intensely enjoyable on a level I've never experienced before when I was younger. In other words: Sex, the same experience I've had before, has increased to a level that I never realized was possible. I wasn't AWAKE to the fact that I was missing out on a deeply enjoyable part of life. I wasn't aware of how much better things could be if I tuned in and learned how to enjoy it more and more.
It was a total blind spot. I think about people I knew in school that have accepted certain ideas that have ruined their life. I think about people that are living in this world that are asleep to the opportunity and beauty all around them. But most of all I think about myself and what I'm still "sleeping" on. I didn't even wake up to this message until later in the day... In fact, I've heard a similar idea before from speakers and philosophy for many years. I've heard this same idea and it never truly landed. I understood it intellectually, but it never HIT me. I still went on half-engaged with life as days passed by.
To anyone that gives a damn enough to read this... think about the fact that an action you did or didn't take 5-10 years ago has led you to where you are. What if you finally decided to accomplish some career goal at the age of 40 and became financially free, living a badass life at 40... only to realize that you were bullshitting yourself for some time now... and should have done it at 25. 15 years of a life you should have lived, GONE. Due to bad decisions, bad momentum, or simply a lack of awareness that led you to living a half-life for the next 15 years. I'm not trying to be pessimistic. I understand the counterargument that lessons are learned and you should move on and try harder in spite of them... but the fact still remains. If you've wasted time, you've wasted time. If you made a mistake, the mistake has been made. Life is passing by and your actions are taking you somewhere for better or for worse.
For me the purpose of this post was to cement this message into my mind even more. I need to wake up more and more every day. I need to put in as much effort as I can and take the most intelligent actions that I can. If I don't, life doesn't care. Days will go by, opportunities will be missed -- I will age and I will eventually die, aware or not of what I've missed out on.
For you, maybe this is YOUR wake up call. In which case I hope you wake up. Don't get bitten by regret. Don't finally realize in 20 years that you've been wasting your time... that you are letting life get away from you. Don't realize that you've been half-engaged with the experiences you have. Find a way to make this message land sooner rather than later (or never). Life is running its course. Is it in your peripherals or in your grasp?
Beautiful. Thank you.
I already know this but its quite interesting that your epiphany happened straight in a dream....just like you, I have also listened to a lot of wisdom and have pointed out the fact that laziness and your own choices will decide your future.
this is amazing. i actually never thought about how i was going through my life "asleep" wow this was like a wake up call to me
Paradigm Wolf deep af đ
Thanks i will start now
This song really makes me feel strong and full of energy.
When we die,
even the memories of us will die...
sooner or later.
Our laughter,
Our happy moments ,
Our sad moments,
Shared with people we had once loved
Or even people we had once hated.
Every part of us will die,
Every evidence that we had lived ,
Every moment we had breathed
the air.
Every morning we woke up.
.....
As if we had never been exist
@Leonarda Lukacic when we can acknowledge the agony of a short and temporary life, we can then see the reason to appreciate what little we have, and to do all that we can. While we ourselves may be forgotten, we still have this moment. Here, now, we can live. So live fiercely, burn brightly, stand firm against the flow of time as it slowly but surely swallows our existence. For it is the most beautiful flowers that are plucked first, and that is what makes them valuable. You, me, those around us. We have our value, so let's live like it
Even a innocent and messed up people and all everyone good, bad, wrong and right person will be gone through time and minds.
âDid you remember the screams of the forgotten?â Every night I hear them and feel the pain they felt, not a day doesnât go bye where I donât of them, it should have been me in there place, it isnât fair that I lived and they past on. They were my brothers they will never be forgotten!
Do you remember them?
Your ancestors
No?
Why have you forgotten them?
Do they mean nothing to you?
Have you forgotten who you are?
Your ancestors are you
They are apart of you
They live in you
Don't abandon who you are
Your family
Your loved ones
Your friends
Everyone
Don't forget the ones who made you who you are
Never forget who you are
And what is Vargos has already forgotten? What if he is just another sergal lost to time? A remainder of a race that may have once been proud but with no memory of the pride?
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Vargo should look deep inside himself and say "Im a sergal and proud to be one, what would my ancestors think if they saw me weaping and forgetting my roots from my past? They will be disappointed in me."
@@maddymiller4146 when most of them are dead, it is hard to say such things
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That's why they are called ancestors.
@@maddymiller4146 not just them, the entire species.
This song is so immersive that it makes me travel to a place far from my mind... Where fantasy is as real as touching a solid object.
Damn, I love this. And the background noises are a damn good touch as well.
The legends speak of Them no more. Those who had danced to the opening notes of Time's first song.
But there is a place, far beyond even the lands of imagination, where you might find their Story.
The day will come when we must traverse this distance.
For the only fate worse than being Forgotten..
is being Abandoned.
Imagine walking up after a thousand years to find that no one knows you, all your friends are gone, their very names discarded to the depths of time where they will never be heard again, only to see your name on a building, your dream, an orphanage, a refuge, a home to take people in, and in that building to hear your story plastered on the walls, to hear of the hero who changed everything, and that hero is you, but you didn't do it, you would be so confused. I knew who did it though, and he was forgotten, my best friend, he gave it all for me, and now even his name is lost to history, even now I can't remember his name, but he left a message that said "I love you" at the end of the story. Why is it that all the good is forgotten and the best of us fall away, does no one care for the kind and humble, does no one dare speak for them? Why do the good ones never show themselves, why are they so quiet? Why is the most popular the loudest and boldest, and praised, but the best suffer in silence every day, pushed and pulled to the point they almost break? After a thousand years, we have forgotten so many names, and some we never even learned. History is cruel, when we make history, we lose more and more of it. His name should be on this building, not mine, but mine is what is remembered, not his, for people like him are the true heroes, the ones who dont care about being remembered, but care about doing good and what's right.
"Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends."
Depends on the someone view, there's is people can view what your right is wrong and your wrong is right. World and everyone is sort of shade of gray. Yes there is black and white but again depends someone else view
@@redcecrossans2189 Thanks for the reply, I feel like I did a poor job writing this, so I wanted to give more of the story. These are details from the notes I took while typing this. Sorry if this is really long, I just wanted to include this because I feel it is a very interesting story.
I think what I was going for here (long time ago) was that her friend was happy to be forgotten and that humility was something for her to learn. She had no idea she was loved or cared for to that extent. Her lamentations on society are her attempting to redirect her feelings towards herself.
She feels guilty, not happy, but guilty. To her, thanks to her ego, this feeling seems to be a normal reaction. She knows it is selfish to be like "how dare you" to her old friend, so she directs it towards society instead.
Some context I didn't include was that the friend looked for her but couldn't find her, but along the way found many others who were lost and without a home. This is why he built the orphanage, to give them a home. He named it after her for two reasons: she was the reason he even thought of building it and he hoped naming after her would catch her eye and bring her around. She traveled through time and no longer existed at that point in history, so he would grow old and die never seeing her again. As to whether or not he actually loved her, I can't remember (context makes it sound like he did, but I did not confirm this when I normally do), but he did live a very happy life.
He was regarded as a saint by the community, and while he never forgot her, the pain of losing her did fade away. The two never got the chance to be super close, and he did move on. He did marry, have kids of his own, and all the while he kept the orphanage going. The journey he took to search for her changed his life radically, and he changed accordingly.
In a twisted sense of irony, he is not actually forgotten, she simply doesn't recognize him. People speak of a holy saint, not the mischievous rascal she knew. He is called the saint of the lost, and his name was some word that meant lost one, which was a nickname people gave him after he founded the orphanage. The orphanage and its story was supposed to be the biggest hint to this being the case, but I opted not to include the necessary parts for that for some reason.
In the end, it is only she who has forgotten, but the saint they speak of and her old friend are one in the same. It doesn't help that the details of the saints life are all told second hand and people only took interest in him after his saintly deeds, I didn't detail relatives so I assume he had none. The plaque on the orphanage reads "To the friend I never found, (insert her name) signed (his name)". The orphanage had co founders, so she assumes he was one of them.
She isn't a terrible person for not remembering, her history was (and this is straight from the notes here) "complicated". She had a "hard life" and struggled to recognize the love those around her had for her. Hence the "how dare you" reaction, she isn't actually mad at him, just really hurt she didn't realize it. She feels like a terrible person, but lacks the humility to confront that and accept it, so she redirects it as a problem with society and moves on.
I may take another crack at this, but I feel it would be too long for a youtube comment, which is probably why i dropped so many details to begin with. That and I got other projects I'm working on at the moment, so maybe later.
@@DaydreamsAllDaywow, holy crap! How do you spent time to do that!? You need to be a writer or something like that can put your romantic writing or story in use to other movies, Book or just to make/create one. You cannot just waste your writing and your potential bud, your just like wrote this for a 4 year! If you make a fantasy world or something tell me the name and date of released. Can you make a Victorian or Poetry writing that could be awesome for a reading a book! Have a nice day( and sorry to late replied )đâ€ïž
In the dark you will not stand alone.
In the light, we stand united.
In home and away, you are not nothing.
You will never be forgotten.
It's not about the people
Who forgotten you
It's about the people
Who will remember you
-Indy RA
no one will rememeber me
im alone in this world
@@nataliagavriliuc2944 No you're not, I'm here with you.
( So is God, but I don't know if you're religious or not )
I can see the pain in her eyes......
The art, the music....... I'm totally not sobbing..... *sniffle*
The words are superfluous. Absolutely wonderful music and image !
.Remember that everything starts with belief. If you believe you can do it, you are half way to success
đđčđđđđ Such Beautiful đđđMajesticđđđMesmerizing đđđHeavenly Angelic Energyđđđ Which Runs Threw Your Heartđđđ Straight To Your Soulđđđ Every Beautiful Piece đđđ Filled With So Much Mystical BeautyđđđđđThank you for sharing your Masterpiece of Magicđđđ
3 years later... Still one of my favorites
This is just wonderful!!! Thank you so much for such a miracle-music!!đđđ
Instant chills as I listened!! So beautiful and yet powerful. Love it!!
The tears fell freely, the light died slowly, and your face was the only memory I sought to hold.
The GhostBlade wallpaper is simply perfect for this...
EXuBu I can see that you are using the wallpaper as your profile pic.
Nope. You must be dreaming.
That title of the song is just....paired with the music is just.....SO AMAZING!!!!
The image matches perfectly the music. What is gone behind, will never come back.
Looks great, sounds great,
In the mist of the surrounding pain and torture, the screams and shouts began to drown. the spec of wind clouding the vision of man. Falling in slow motion. In the midst the curtain of white was seen, covering an obscure face and in that second, it felt as if time has stopped. Those piercing Grey pupils gawked at me. A sense of determination and fear etched. My breathe hitched as the girl bore into my soul, Motionless as a statue. It was until I felt my body reach up towards the figure did I blink. To only open my eyes to my surroundings. She had disappeared. The sounds that drowned out, soon rose and as my vision became clearly again.
Wow, you could make a movie out of this
this was a nice one
you typed all of that :|
These noise drowning me . Suffocated. Cold. Anybody out there, hold my hand , Fading away each second passed. Save my soul .
Music,background and the name of this music these are in the perfect harmony
Heard this one or two times a while ago, and again last night. Woke up with this earbug, that flute part playing in my mind, rather nice!
Awesome track Krale buddy! :)
Wlop is an astounding artist :0
Bob Marley Wlop is the god of art.
1:35 and after, so freaking good, i love you so much for creating that, i rarely comment on youtube, now i had to!
Kant Logic your so gay who cares about your fucking opinion you alone go get a fucking life then commenting shit that is as pointless as your life
It's very beautiful my Grandma used to hum it was the most beautiful sound I ever heard now she has passed on this reminds me of her Hum thank you for letting me hear your work
Riesce a trasmettere delle emozioni uniche... veramente una musica incredibile.
So beautiful đđŒ
Efisio Cross | Orchestral I saw a comment of yours on the video city of the dead.
It has been so close to my heart.. And always will be đđđđđ
love it so much i wish you could make more thanks means a lot to me
Wlop is such talented artist! Love her works!!!
Well, he's a man. Yes! He's really talented.
Itâs just incredible i Love so much ...
Absolutely awesome.
Sooooo beautiful ! I have chills
This song is so awesome đ, Whenever I listen to this song it makes me feel powerful.
I'm doing my homework and this is making me concentrate awesome song!!
Beautiful song
When I hear this the memories come flooding back
wow amazing,,,so beautiful to hear
So glad I subscribed to Cronus, I've found few other tubers with such a great music selection.
This music has a strange allure, like something from beyond the world.
Omg.... it's so beautiful.... it's magic... very very very very good job đđ (sorry for my english, i'm french)
The past that my father left behind, It is my duty to not let it fall in vain. I will stand at the top. Like father.
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I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!
Love this piano music, still watching in 2018. Soon to be 2019.
This is beautiful
i love it and i love you
thanks for the bast song
Sounds... amazing :)
pbbly gonnalisten it for a few hours straight ^^'
I love Wlop's work
Very deep and rich.
The past is a burden I hold onto for others. As I am a keeper of despair and pain. The white you see now is only a lie for I am what you fear. The purity you see will only be stained as the years go. Shaping me to survive, this Place, this world we call home.
i got the chillssss
Masterpiece!. đđđ
FIRST TRAP AND NOW ORCHESTRA!? KRALE YOU ARE A G I'M TELLIN YA
Outstanding â€ïž
This is some good stuffđ„
Masterpiece!
I used this music for a D&D session or two on Ulgrotha, a largely forgotten Magic:The Gathering plane. Such a sad, obscure place.
This music make my eyes wet. It makes me the remembrance of 15 years ago, while I was 10 years. Old love from parents, old love from neighbour and old love from small villageđ I still remember and miss that momentsđđ
I watch yet again as everything went up in smoke and flames. I watch as yet again people begged for help while other laughed and rejoiced. This world is nothing short of cruel and I just as cruel. Hot, wet tears stream down my face like a waterfall of emotions. I try hard to keep my composer, to keep my head or they will take it.
Soon the sun will set and the darkest hour will come. And I'll be first to go.
its just WOW ...........
What an emotional epic
C'est magnifique
This song is godly....
Awesome job!!!
From the bottom of my heart, thank you so much for 1 million views â€
...what words can never describe
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we need an extended version of this specially this part 1:37
thank you
beautiful .
Me getting the chills activated
Gostei muito, obrigada!
I'm pretty sure it was hidden by YT because I've been listening to this channel for 3 years n never found it.
Amazing
They say the dead have no meaning , that they are now just relics of the past destined to fade with the sands of time. But there is something that you must never forget we as human beings are but luminous beings our bodyâs may be gone but our spirits still remain with those we hold dear . So keep their memories alive , tell the storyâs of those who cannot speak anymore for they have meaning as long we keep that flame alive.
Miguel Angel Lugo Jr your life has no purpose
Is the best music forever
There was a similar image of a Knight shielding a princess (or something similar) with a great song. I was thinking, that song was before this, the knight has already died and our beloved princess is mourning him.
It's not "Eurielle - Carry Me [Emotional Vocal Orchestral]" the one I am referring to.
It's another one I cant find at this moment.
I think its hate me also by euriel
Its
Satellite Empire - Thrones (Chaldar remix)
Its âWHO WILL SAVE US NOWâ
I know what you're talking about but I do think they're seperate. Also if you don't know, this is ghostblade from WLOP on Tapas, Its really good
It's Muzronic's Savior which you are looking for
Why have you forgotten me?
Why... did you leave?
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She was a face in the crowd. Unlike the rest she was so distinct. Only because her eyes were filled with sadness and pain. Those eyes reflected back at him, and right there was a connection unlike any other. He saw her the way she saw him. Hopeless and lost in the world. The woman wore a long hood to shield her insecurities from her face. As the music began to increase, she started to fade in the background of the crowds. He wanted to reach out to her and call her name but he didnât know who she was. He didnât know much in this dark and decrepit world, but he did know one thing: that he needed to find her.
~ hope yâall like it, sorry about my bad grammar itâs really hard to type long paragraphs on a phone
Beautiful as always~~
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Sometime there are things best left forgotten, Let it buried deep within the sand of time.
Ah the forgtten memeories. Why? Did I lose such precious memories of those days
Masterpiece
so peaceful........
Finally they have returned the long FORGOTTEN KNIGHTS..of the empire thought long dead..
Touching
Why am I crying? đđđ
Wow. đ
Two things happen when you're forgotten:
1- you stop being afraid of your demons.
2- you become one of them.
I havent forgotten