What i like about this is how its not a 1 hour video filled with common crappy "Halloween" music, this is 24 minutes and 31 seconds of good music thats actually related to Halloween and isnt just horror
this is PERFECT to read my horror book to! sets the mood not any for the story, but also for spooky season!! edit: (in my book) another person died- they're all gonna be dead by the end of it.
🥰 Love this!!! Went to Hobby Lobby last weekend and saw the pumpkin decor out. I went straight home and started pulling out my witches and skelies...now listening to this gives me all the warm Halloween feels. It may be blazing outside, but it's always fall in my heart. Blessed be my sweeties!
Hey folks, hope 2021 is treating ye ok. This was the one song from last year that I wasn't completely happy with the production. So for the Level 11 album version we made a few tweaks to bring out (to my ears) its full potential. Here is the list of changes: Rebalancing of bass guitar/ kick drum low end frequencies to create a more dynamic groove. Guitar EQ adjusted for a warmer, fatter sound. Some vocal volume levels adjusted slightly. Adjusted kick drum click to feel more natural and be slightly louder. Snare drum adjusted & EQ-d to have fewer distracting harmonic overtones and fit into the groove better. Some overall mix & master EQ & compression adjustments to create a more full, balanced sounding production.
This song is perfect when i write little Halloween stories. I really love the feeling when its halloween night and its eleven a clock iam home alone listening to this music and writing halloween storyes.
A place so quiet, so cold, damp, and eerie. A fog lies over the town, a soft whisper is on the air. It was Halloween, which made the quiet odd. There should be kids out Trick or Treating. Frightening pumpkins, which seemed to have no candle but possesses it's own light, sat on the front porches of the small towns houses. Purple light seemed to come from the homes windows, even the tree's looked to have the purple hue. A skeleton hung from one house. It appeared to be dancing, but it could only be the wind. Nevertheless, I felt a chill go up my spine.
Time for halloween Song..in the Land of fear there Is some free music with no copyright...ready to be listen and used.. th-cam.com/video/-qbqrqCFG0g/w-d-xo.html
Awaking from a long slumber, I clawed my way out of whatever box someone had apparently shoved me in and flung away the dirt that had somehow made its way into what was left of my hair. I glanced around at various dark and bizarre images. The fire that lit the eyes of the pumpkin seemed unable to consume it--like a hideous mockery of the Burning Bush. I wondered if that dark figure in the distance holding the scythe was Death. I blinked through the fog in my eyes and shook my head, hoping that would help to unscramble my brain. What were these blades of grass doing growing on this shelf I was looking over? Stretching my unusually stiff limbs, I realized it was no shelf--just a bit of ground I was apparently climbing out of! With that realization, everything began to come together: It was Halloween night, and I was back for a bit of fun! There was nothing to be afraid of. If the figure with the scythe was Death himself, well, no matter--I had met him already! There was nothing for _me_ to be afraid of, that is. At some point in the future, some final trumpet would surely summon me to my eternal doom, but for now it was _I_ who should be feared--_I, who was back from the dead on this Halloween night!_
LONGER VERSION: Awaking from a long slumber, I clawed my way out of whatever box someone had apparently shoved me in and flung away the dirt that had made its way into what was left of my hair. I glanced around at various dark and bizarre images. The fire that lit the eyes of that pumpkin seemed unable to consume it--like a mockery of the Burning Bush. I wondered if that dark figure in the distance holding the scythe was Death. I blinked through the fog in my eyes and shook my head, hoping that would help to unscramble my brain. What were these blades of grass doing growing on this shelf I was looking over? Stretching my unusually stiff limbs, I realized it was no shelf--just a bit of ground I was apparently climbing out of! Upon that realization everything came back in a rush. The first thing I recalled was the beginning of my pursuit of wisdom long, long ago. I had been enthralled with the writings of Lovecraft, and above all with his account of the _Necronomicon_ . I felt there must surely be such a thing. Some truth surely stood behind this fiction. After a long search, I found no clues to the existence of such a book, yet remained convinced that Lovecraft was telling the truth in some manner: There were such Powers in the world. Such wizards who could cheat death had lived, died, and yet continued on this earth. And it was surely possible that the right scholar, prepared to sacrifice anything for that rarest of knowledge, could become such a wizard. If no one else had ever done it, I surely would! Abandoning my search for the _Necronomicon_ , I searched for years for whatever truths lay behind it. It was easy to read Holinshed, still easier to scoff at the self-important scholars who wrote off the best parts as mere fictions! The _Daemonologie_ of King James was useful enough, but it pointed me to better sources. Years I spent cloistered in near-forgotten European villages, uncovering in dark rooms the darker secrets that lay hidden in the parchments of mad monks who had tasted of these truths before their minds were broken. Gradually, I accustomed my own mind to the dark light of secret knowledge, strengthening it through use so that never would I through any spiritual weakness born of Christian piety fail where those fool monks had failed. Yet deeper and deeper I dug, passing through Hebrew pseudopygraphae and on to long-unseen cuneiform tablets resting in forgotten tombs, preserving echoes of the mysteries delivered by angels to the god-kings before the great Flood. Well I remember my first contact with the Powers beyond. Having searched as far back in history as the surviving records allowed, almost I began to despair of finding the final truths. By sheer chance I found myself one day in an asylum, listening to one side of the discourse the schizophrenics held with their Voices. By luck--or by the aid of the Powers themselves, who respect the resolve of a man able to reach up to their level--a thought came to me. _Perhaps the voices were real, and perhaps they were themselves citizens of that Kingdom of Powers beyond the veil of matter which I had so long sought!_ Mere months I spent pursuing this hypothesis before the Voices spoke to me directly, abandoning the poor, broken patient whom I left in that padded room to his lonely fate, returning to my own library with the Voices trailing me. I spoke long with them before I learned their true nature. The truth was easy enough to understand from my studies in the _Book of Enoch_ , and it was small challenge to test with simple experiments. These were but the lowest rungs of the spiritual Powers. No friends of mine were they, for these were the spirits of the Nephilim, condemned to wander till the end of time, hovering over the surface of the earth but never touching the ground, always hungry but never eating, filled with lust and never satisfied, wreaking their malice on the sons of Men. But they could be useful. I sought from them to be introduced to their own fathers, the Watchers. They asked for a terrible, terrible price--as they thought it. But to replicate their mighty deeds on earth was a pittance to such a lover of knowledge as I. Long past having lied, stolen, and robbed graves, adding murder to my list of accomplishments was a small price to pay for that knowledge I so coveted. It was on a sunlit hill on a summer's day that I met with the Watchers for the first time, but their presence chilled the very earth beneath me no less than it chilled my bones. Yet my heart leaped to meet the Powers who had so long manipulated the affairs of men, and I rejoiced at last to be among those few who were taken into their auspicious counsel. For all my years of laborious study, much, much to learn I still had from my new Masters. Yet they found in me no less willing a student than Og, Sihon, Nimrod, Ashgazzhul, or the great Nyarphthothel King of Ulthar before the Flood. I leapt to each new insight. I embraced each new test as they required me to seal my loyalty with deed after dark deed. But Knowledge was my only lust now-- the Knowledge of the Watchers! Potions, incantations, spells-- manipulations of star, sky, wind, tree, earth, stone, darkness! The secrets of the gods! Lessons taught to giant-kings long ago! Powers to twist, turn, subjugate, subdue, control, and command! The power, above all, to drink of the immortality of the gods themselves-- _the power to cheat Death!_ For one set on winning such a pearl, no price was too great, and I soon won the right to perform the Ritual I longed to perform. The power to cheat death would be mine-- _for one night each year, each year until Judgment, though dying, I would live!_ I selected for my grave a spot on the edge of a village, a stone's throw from the hill where first I met my eminent Teachers. Having already used much gold, caring not for such trifles, to secure the plot for my own use, I now paced to and fro on it from midnight to dawn, sprinkling potions and blood on the ground and saying words of Power. Yet one thing remained. My Teachers met me again at dawn and demanded a final Test. For the first time in years, a shiver of fear slipped through me, but it swiftly passed, and I hardened my resolve to their final demand. It must be done on the following midnight, and I had only to prepare the rope, carry the ladder, and choose the tree. A gnarled old oak on the very spot would do nicely, I deemed. The Watchers and the Voices spoke to me together as I ascended the steps--a cacophonous welcome to the company of their own. I laughed as I kicked the ladder away. And suddenly--I awoke! I awoke from a long slumber, flung the dirt from my hair, looked out at Halloween night, stretched my limbs, and remembered my long efforts in pursuit of what I had finally achieved. I was back at last, back for a bit of fun on Halloween. And, of course, there was nothing to fear. If that figure with the scythe was Death himself, well, no matter-- _I had met him already!_ No, there was nothing to fear--not for me. At some point in the future, some final trumpet would surely summon me to my eternal doom, but for now, and for everyone else, it was I who should be feared! _I, who was back from the dead on this Halloween night!_
Time for halloween Song..in the Land of fear there Is some free music with no copyright...ready to be listen and used.. th-cam.com/video/-qbqrqCFG0g/w-d-xo.html
Time for halloween Song..in the Land of fear there Is some free music with no copyright...ready to be listen and used.. th-cam.com/video/-qbqrqCFG0g/w-d-xo.html
Time for halloween Song..in the Land of fear there Is some free music with no copyright...ready to be listen and used.. th-cam.com/video/-qbqrqCFG0g/w-d-xo.html
Time for halloween Song..in the Land of fear there Is some free music with no copyright...ready to be listen and used.. th-cam.com/video/-qbqrqCFG0g/w-d-xo.html
Would love to know how much this artist charged for this sweet looped animation. It's dope as hell, would consider getting one done for a project in future.
I gotta say, there were many tracks that weren't my type tbh, but "Preparing the banquet" was exordinary great! But I've got to say that epic music mixed with these "events" like halloween or christmas doesnt really fit - But as always, everything said is my opinion ^^ And as always 2.0 GREAT ARTWORK + ANIMATION!
Time for halloween Song..in the Land of fear there Is some free music with no copyright...ready to be listen and used.. th-cam.com/video/-qbqrqCFG0g/w-d-xo.html
Time for halloween Song..in the Land of fear there Is some free music with no copyright...ready to be listen and used.. th-cam.com/video/-qbqrqCFG0g/w-d-xo.html
Time for halloween Song..in the Land of fear there Is some free music with no copyright...ready to be listen and used.. th-cam.com/video/-qbqrqCFG0g/w-d-xo.html
Love that skeleton just jamming out in the background.
lol
@@ceddicguppy6627 haaha
Fr tho
Cool
he jamming
What i like about this is how its not a 1 hour video filled with common crappy "Halloween" music, this is 24 minutes and 31 seconds of good music thats actually related to Halloween and isnt just horror
So true.
How is this Halloween music?
@James Bronson wdym
Love how that skeleton is like "No I refuse NOT to dance!" *wiggle giggle wiggle*
Me too :)
XD
And the other skeleton is like "I don't know him"
*IT'S THAT TIME OF YEAR WHERE EVERYONE DRESSES UP TO BE FEARED*
AND IT'S TIME AGAIN ! 🎃
I'll costume myself as a pay slip this year. The amount of tax is truly terrifying !!
@@chronostraveler8179 YES!
@@nord1k467 omg lol
this is PERFECT to read my horror book to! sets the mood not any for the story, but also for spooky season!!
edit: (in my book) another person died- they're all gonna be dead by the end of it.
Man, I love this artstyle. It kinda reminds me of old school cartoon halloween specials.
🥰 Love this!!! Went to Hobby Lobby last weekend and saw the pumpkin decor out. I went straight home and started pulling out my witches and skelies...now listening to this gives me all the warm Halloween feels. It may be blazing outside, but it's always fall in my heart.
Blessed be my sweeties!
Halloween 🎃
Happy Halloween 🎃
Hey folks, hope 2021 is treating ye ok.
This was the one song from last year that I wasn't completely happy with the production. So for the Level 11 album version we made a few tweaks to bring out (to my ears) its full potential. Here is the list of changes:
Rebalancing of bass guitar/ kick drum low end frequencies to create a more dynamic groove.
Guitar EQ adjusted for a warmer, fatter sound.
Some vocal volume levels adjusted slightly.
Adjusted kick drum click to feel more natural and be slightly louder.
Snare drum adjusted & EQ-d to have fewer distracting harmonic overtones and fit into the groove better.
Some overall mix & master EQ & compression adjustments to create a more full, balanced sounding production.
I like that trick or treat music I not only like one music I like all of them
This is the kind of town I'd love to walk around in at 3 AM.
Thank you TH-cam for recomm ending me this AMAZING mix
Man... I love Halloween 🎃
Loved the first one, used to always listen to it at school while doing work and such. Thanks for the music.
This song is perfect when i write little Halloween stories. I really love the feeling when its halloween night and its eleven a clock iam home alone listening to this music and writing halloween storyes.
This so good omg
Magical mystery box... such an amazing song
A place so quiet, so cold, damp, and eerie. A fog lies over the town, a soft whisper is on the air.
It was Halloween, which made the quiet odd. There should be kids out Trick or Treating.
Frightening pumpkins, which seemed to have no candle but possesses it's own light, sat on the front porches of the small towns houses.
Purple light seemed to come from the homes windows, even the tree's looked to have the purple hue. A skeleton hung from one house. It appeared to be dancing, but it could only be the wind. Nevertheless, I felt a chill go up my spine.
That was nice to read ^^
@@risewolfgamerbr2579 Thank you!
Very nice....❤️🕷️🎃
Love it
“But it could only be the wind” famous last words.
Happy Halloween 2022
🎃
Very fine choice of music. I love this playlist. Since you put it, I'm listening it while working. Love that Halloween feels.
Time for halloween Song..in the Land of fear there Is some free music with no copyright...ready to be listen and used..
th-cam.com/video/-qbqrqCFG0g/w-d-xo.html
Your compositions were transportive and beautiful. Thank you for all your hard work.
Absolutely loved "The Magical Mystery Box."
Awaking from a long slumber, I clawed my way out of whatever box someone had apparently shoved me in and flung away the dirt that had somehow made its way into what was left of my hair. I glanced around at various dark and bizarre images. The fire that lit the eyes of the pumpkin seemed unable to consume it--like a hideous mockery of the Burning Bush. I wondered if that dark figure in the distance holding the scythe was Death.
I blinked through the fog in my eyes and shook my head, hoping that would help to unscramble my brain. What were these blades of grass doing growing on this shelf I was looking over?
Stretching my unusually stiff limbs, I realized it was no shelf--just a bit of ground I was apparently climbing out of!
With that realization, everything began to come together: It was Halloween night, and I was back for a bit of fun! There was nothing to be afraid of. If the figure with the scythe was Death himself, well, no matter--I had met him already!
There was nothing for _me_ to be afraid of, that is. At some point in the future, some final trumpet would surely summon me to my eternal doom, but for now it was _I_ who should be feared--_I, who was back from the dead on this Halloween night!_
LONGER VERSION:
Awaking from a long slumber, I clawed my way out of whatever box someone had apparently shoved me in and flung away the dirt that had made its way into what was left of my hair. I glanced around at various dark and bizarre images. The fire that lit the eyes of that pumpkin seemed unable to consume it--like a mockery of the Burning Bush.
I wondered if that dark figure in the distance holding the scythe was Death. I blinked through the fog in my eyes and shook my head, hoping that would help to unscramble my brain. What were these blades of grass doing growing on this shelf I was looking over?
Stretching my unusually stiff limbs, I realized it was no shelf--just a bit of ground I was apparently climbing out of!
Upon that realization everything came back in a rush. The first thing I recalled was the beginning of my pursuit of wisdom long, long ago. I had been enthralled with the writings of Lovecraft, and above all with his account of the _Necronomicon_ . I felt there must surely be such a thing. Some truth surely stood behind this fiction. After a long search, I found no clues to the existence of such a book, yet remained convinced that Lovecraft was telling the truth in some manner: There were such Powers in the world. Such wizards who could cheat death had lived, died, and yet continued on this earth. And it was surely possible that the right scholar, prepared to sacrifice anything for that rarest of knowledge, could become such a wizard. If no one else had ever done it, I surely would!
Abandoning my search for the _Necronomicon_ , I searched for years for whatever truths lay behind it. It was easy to read Holinshed, still easier to scoff at the self-important scholars who wrote off the best parts as mere fictions! The _Daemonologie_ of King James was useful enough, but it pointed me to better sources. Years I spent cloistered in near-forgotten European villages, uncovering in dark rooms the darker secrets that lay hidden in the parchments of mad monks who had tasted of these truths before their minds were broken. Gradually, I accustomed my own mind to the dark light of secret knowledge, strengthening it through use so that never would I through any spiritual weakness born of Christian piety fail where those fool monks had failed.
Yet deeper and deeper I dug, passing through Hebrew pseudopygraphae and on to long-unseen cuneiform tablets resting in forgotten tombs, preserving echoes of the mysteries delivered by angels to the god-kings before the great Flood.
Well I remember my first contact with the Powers beyond. Having searched as far back in history as the surviving records allowed, almost I began to despair of finding the final truths. By sheer chance I found myself one day in an asylum, listening to one side of the discourse the schizophrenics held with their Voices. By luck--or by the aid of the Powers themselves, who respect the resolve of a man able to reach up to their level--a thought came to me. _Perhaps the voices were real, and perhaps they were themselves citizens of that Kingdom of Powers beyond the veil of matter which I had so long sought!_ Mere months I spent pursuing this hypothesis before the Voices spoke to me directly, abandoning the poor, broken patient whom I left in that padded room to his lonely fate, returning to my own library with the Voices trailing me.
I spoke long with them before I learned their true nature. The truth was easy enough to understand from my studies in the _Book of Enoch_ , and it was small challenge to test with simple experiments. These were but the lowest rungs of the spiritual Powers. No friends of mine were they, for these were the spirits of the Nephilim, condemned to wander till the end of time, hovering over the surface of the earth but never touching the ground, always hungry but never eating, filled with lust and never satisfied, wreaking their malice on the sons of Men.
But they could be useful.
I sought from them to be introduced to their own fathers, the Watchers. They asked for a terrible, terrible price--as they thought it. But to replicate their mighty deeds on earth was a pittance to such a lover of knowledge as I. Long past having lied, stolen, and robbed graves, adding murder to my list of accomplishments was a small price to pay for that knowledge I so coveted.
It was on a sunlit hill on a summer's day that I met with the Watchers for the first time, but their presence chilled the very earth beneath me no less than it chilled my bones. Yet my heart leaped to meet the Powers who had so long manipulated the affairs of men, and I rejoiced at last to be among those few who were taken into their auspicious counsel.
For all my years of laborious study, much, much to learn I still had from my new Masters. Yet they found in me no less willing a student than Og, Sihon, Nimrod, Ashgazzhul, or the great Nyarphthothel King of Ulthar before the Flood. I leapt to each new insight. I embraced each new test as they required me to seal my loyalty with deed after dark deed. But Knowledge was my only lust now-- the Knowledge of the Watchers! Potions, incantations, spells-- manipulations of star, sky, wind, tree, earth, stone, darkness! The secrets of the gods! Lessons taught to giant-kings long ago! Powers to twist, turn, subjugate, subdue, control, and command! The power, above all, to drink of the immortality of the gods themselves-- _the power to cheat Death!_
For one set on winning such a pearl, no price was too great, and I soon won the right to perform the Ritual I longed to perform. The power to cheat death would be mine-- _for one night each year, each year until Judgment, though dying, I would live!_
I selected for my grave a spot on the edge of a village, a stone's throw from the hill where first I met my eminent Teachers. Having already used much gold, caring not for such trifles, to secure the plot for my own use, I now paced to and fro on it from midnight to dawn, sprinkling potions and blood on the ground and saying words of Power.
Yet one thing remained. My Teachers met me again at dawn and demanded a final Test. For the first time in years, a shiver of fear slipped through me, but it swiftly passed, and I hardened my resolve to their final demand. It must be done on the following midnight, and I had only to prepare the rope, carry the ladder, and choose the tree. A gnarled old oak on the very spot would do nicely, I deemed.
The Watchers and the Voices spoke to me together as I ascended the steps--a cacophonous welcome to the company of their own. I laughed as I kicked the ladder away.
And suddenly--I awoke! I awoke from a long slumber, flung the dirt from my hair, looked out at Halloween night, stretched my limbs, and remembered my long efforts in pursuit of what I had finally achieved.
I was back at last, back for a bit of fun on Halloween.
And, of course, there was nothing to fear. If that figure with the scythe was Death himself, well, no matter-- _I had met him already!_
No, there was nothing to fear--not for me. At some point in the future, some final trumpet would surely summon me to my eternal doom, but for now, and for everyone else, it was I who should be feared!
_I, who was back from the dead on this Halloween night!_
This is playing on speakers when my friends come over so I can scare the crap out of them.
*evil laughter commences*
Time for halloween Song..in the Land of fear there Is some free music with no copyright...ready to be listen and used..
th-cam.com/video/-qbqrqCFG0g/w-d-xo.html
@@ivotcomer3183 😂🤣
First song and already I know this is gonna be good
Love the legion unfold sounds like Tim burtion and Danny elfmen make in movie!. Type of vibes and skelly dancing along.
جميلة و ساحرة ...تسافر بك إلى عالم الخيال
WoW nice i love them / this style is really nice to listen too
This is so fantastic! Nice work!
Yea
The last is the best one by far
my dude in the background absolutely killing it with those moves
A sad Halloween for everyone! AH AH AH AH (evil laughter) 🎃
Love the music!!
That dancing skeleton in the back made my day ;) haha
i love this while playing Strategy games
Impressive, spooky, scary, Halloween-ish, orchestral, cinematic. LOVE IT. Maybe one day my music will show up here too..
I love you're music, keep doing it😀😀😀
Thank you. Great music I'll definitely use when a friend will come over for this year's Helloween.
wow this is brilliant, love the Skeleton LOL
VERRY NICE.!!!
I LOVE THE SOUND!!!
Halloween is the most favorite holiday!
the most AHA
Don’t mind me listening to this after Christmas
Bro the thumbnail is epic
This is awesome! 🎃
The vid is a piece of art by itself! I just wanna live in this spooky town.
The artwork is next level
Magnífico 💕💞
Génial.....la cinématique est de toute beauté !!...
Music starts, feels like I'm at a theme park.
"Ghosts of the Past" plays, Me: Aaawwooooo!! (at the full moon)
🐺🔥🔥
FINALLY! tHANK YOU SO MUCH
Love this mix💜🖤
Everything
Cette music me fait vraiment du bien 🙏
Super ! Il y a justement quelques jours je cherchais une playlist de musique pour Halloween remixé... et bien j'ai trouvé, merci !!
oh un français !! Bonne écoute ! 😀
Legend says that skeleton is still dancing to this very day.
Cool Music!
Buena musica en estas epocas
U KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS BOIS ITS HALLOWEEEEEEEN
Great music and great art work, good job!
last one got hype
"Trick or Coronavirus"
2020
@Super Jeff 10*
Still, it is very similar to Christmas or New Year's music:) It didn't seem scary to me:)
UNIDCOLOR is very good. damn it
Happy Halloween!!! 🎃 🧙
THE HALLOWEEN MUSIC IS GREAT AND APPROPRIATE 👍👍👍
Oh yeah this is very sastifaying haha thanks for this playlist man or girl 😌😈
Perfekt zum GW2 zocken
Delightful. It's as good as that other one. Thank you.
It's almost time for spookiness...
Thanks Pandora! Always love it when Cezame releases
This is the music I was looking for 👍👍👍 the other channels had bella porch and shitty music that had nothing to do with Halloween.
Sweet my dear friend, well done.
Keep'em coming👍much blessings👊👻🖤🎃✌
thank you just what I was looking for!
Would someone do a Spotify Playlist with those songs?
cooooool it make me rember a dream that I made and it was this music how insane is that wow and it the first time I found this wierd . 😮😮😮😮
This video has much Danny Elfman Vibes
The first song is used in a murder by the sea which is a UK true crime series
Love the image!🤗
Ooohhhh, very good!
the skeleton in the back dancing lol
beautiful....👍🏼✌🏽👌🏼
i was just staring at this picture and saw the tiny skeleton dancing and died of laughter
Is the visual a screensaver? If so where can I get it, I love it?
Very very good gg!
Time for halloween Song..in the Land of fear there Is some free music with no copyright...ready to be listen and used..
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Happy Halloween!!!👻
Love This
Zobaczymy sie za 20 lat (brat krystian wrócił z kosciola po rozancu)
POzdrawiam starszego marcina :D
awesome! this is so cool
magnificent !
Time for halloween Song..in the Land of fear there Is some free music with no copyright...ready to be listen and used..
th-cam.com/video/-qbqrqCFG0g/w-d-xo.html
*If you love Horror or Scary music, so I'm sure that you will like one my composition: Roman Voropaev - Accommodation 😊*
Amazing thank you 🎃✨
Time for halloween Song..in the Land of fear there Is some free music with no copyright...ready to be listen and used..
th-cam.com/video/-qbqrqCFG0g/w-d-xo.html
Would love to know how much this artist charged for this sweet looped animation. It's dope as hell, would consider getting one done for a project in future.
According to the description, Pandora does all the animation theirself
@@drewpeppley1804 top right has the artist name though. Still would love to know the production value of the work. It's awesome.
Nice
05:17 reminds me of the anime Attack on Titan O.O
I gotta say, there were many tracks that weren't my type tbh, but "Preparing the banquet" was exordinary great!
But I've got to say that epic music mixed with these "events" like halloween or christmas doesnt really fit - But as always, everything said is my opinion ^^ And as always 2.0 GREAT ARTWORK + ANIMATION!
Time for halloween Song..in the Land of fear there Is some free music with no copyright...ready to be listen and used..
th-cam.com/video/-qbqrqCFG0g/w-d-xo.html
The more I look at this image, the more detail I notice.
😂I like pumpkin😂
Skeleton Dancing is the shit haha
Time for halloween Song..in the Land of fear there Is some free music with no copyright...ready to be listen and used..
th-cam.com/video/-qbqrqCFG0g/w-d-xo.html
I literally read it as “uploaded 11 years ago”
Contemplative $$$$$
Time for halloween Song..in the Land of fear there Is some free music with no copyright...ready to be listen and used..
th-cam.com/video/-qbqrqCFG0g/w-d-xo.html
love you lukas