"And so it was that they fought - the Angel and the Beast. Titanic must have been that struggle, between those two gods amongst men. Long must they have rained blows upon one another, until it seemed that the life of the universe itself hung in the balance...Yet, Sanguinius was bested...Even as the blade of death waited to strike him, Sanguinius would not turn from the path of Light. Thus it was that Sanguinius passed from this world. He who was everything a man should be was taken from us by the Darkness. A thousand times a thousand years of lamenting will never atone for our loss. When the armor of your faith is buckled and torn, see in your mind that magnificent hero. Think upon his deeds and be humble, for his like will never walk the galaxy again."
“From his blood are we born, from his essence are we made, from his passion comes our art, from his nobility comes beauty, from his might stems justice, from his thirst is born righteous rage.”
"What a peaceful place... Is this how Terra looked, in the dawn of ages? Is this the world the Emperor envisioned, in His dream of triumph? I wish my brothers could see this- the bloom beneath blood-red skies, the air thick with life, not the smoke and ruin of our endless war. I wish... I wish Father could see it too. Could rest here, just once, among these flowers, as we are meant to be. Father..."
I think it's ironic that this marine is thinking about terra as he rests on a landscape that looks exactly like old terra. He has never seen the flowers or the plains of old earth, so he wouldn't know that a piece of terra is right there with him.
He felt an unfamiliar warmth. Beaten, bloodied, he had fought for days, weeks even. He told himself he'd stopped for a rest at this tree, in that moment his mind fooled him. For he had collapsed at this tree. Tall, and vibrant, laid within a quiet meadow. "A worthy tomb" he thought as the reality of his current circumstanced set in. He felt His presence, warm, and calming. The world around him began to brighten as he faded, the final drop of blood leaving from his chest marking the end of his fight. A life lived, and a duty served. All in the name of Holy Terra.
"What I remember about Terra after the Heresy, is how quiet it all was. Endless fields of ash and cinders where mountains once stood. The cooling, melted slag heaps of once mighty Titan Legions. Great plumes of black dust that blotted out the sky. All of it passing in a whisper as we survivors watched on in silence. Holding a vigil over our dead dream."
"We waited... Emperor on His throne, how we *waited...* For someone... ANYONE... The Emperor... Sanguinius... Either would have reassured us. Would have shown that it was all *worth* something. Instead, the first traitor, had what he wanted. Who would lead us into the Emperor's dream? Dorn? Surely, he stood strong as the palace. But even his foundations were not unshaken by our loss... Vulkan, perhaps? He had the angel's heart, surely. But he had vengeance in his eyes. Guilliman, perhaps? No... For his wrath, though rarely spurred, rivaled even Sanguinius. In the end, some of us few who survived... We knew. The Horrus Heresy was the end. Not of humanity, but perhaps worse. Of the Emperor's great vision."
Впервые я пустил слезу, именно читая Галактику в огне, именно на этих строчках. Покойся в славе, Саул Тарвиц. С ним же Риланор. С ними же и все остальные истинные дети Императора.
@@mercedeswalt6621 The Butcher's Nail is a surgical device implanted straight into the brain of an individual. The nails inflict near constant pain, and will only let the subject feel relief when the subject commits violent acts. For notable subject see Angron, Primarch of the XIIth Legion "World Eaters".
"The breeze is soft... The flowers a blend of iridescent, vibrant colors. The trees are tall, firm, and bare fruit of all kinds. I would like... To have called this home. But instead, it shall be my grave. A more worthy a place I could not expect. Wait... Mother? Is that you? The garden?... Yes... I will help you... Water... The flow-..."
"I have travelled many systems. Marched upon many planets. Stared out at countless stars. But not once have I truly appreciated the beauty. The irony is not lost on me that as I near death, my eyes have been opened to the wonders of life. How naive of me to have been blind to it all for so long. It is truly a sight to behold."
"Is this what we fought for? Does the enemy show me this to try and break me? To mock me? This place of vaguely familiar untamed beauty? Is this really it? What an utter failure, to we whom are but weapons. This is what we fight for, why we were sacrificed, for a humanity unspoiled, and his home unmolested." -Remembrance of the fallen. Unknown Battle Brother.
"Do not look to us for kindness. Do not look to us for hope. We are not the kind children of this new age. We are the rocks of its foundation. If you wish hope then look to what we make. If you wish kindness then look to those who will come after us." -Rogal Dorn
Мы мечи, что выкованы для битв, сделанные из железной воли и не ведающих страха. Дай нам благословение служить Императору, дай нам благословение нести его волю.
As he gazed upon the fallen bodies of his brothers and xenos surrounding him, the grim reality set in, he was the last one standing. His injuries were fatal, a truth he acknowledged with a silent resignation. In the stillness that moments ago had been a cacophony of violence, he looked to the stars, a vast expanse that would bear witness to countless more battles he would not see. His life was ending, yet he knows his death is serving the Emperor’s purpose. The Emperor protects; his Angels protect; the Angels of Death.
Aye, ye fought well son of the lion. You slew the Xenos leader beast. A feat worthy of smiting a kraken back on Fenris. Il be sure the priests won’t forget yer deeds. Rest now cousin. The allfather will welcome you.
"Imagine, if you could, an army made not of a nation, but instead of like-minded individuals. A cabal of brothers brought together not by their blood, nor their skin, nor their homes, but by their will and ideals to forge a world free from borders and rulers; away from the dictations of those who would stake claim to lead them, but become their oppressors. That is the world I dream of, brothers and sisters. That is what I fight to achieve."
I cannot say i ever expected my final moments to end so… peacefully… however i remain conflicted. My brothers fought and died for humanity, served their purpose to the very end… and yet im blessed with a peaceful demise on a peaceful planet surrounded by beauty… i suppose in a way i have achieved my ultimate goal… i am no longer needed… an obsolete weapon of war being put to rest…
Terra la Sainte: une lueur vacillante au cœur d'une guerre éternelle. Pour la plupart d'entre nous, contempler le berceau de l'humanité et porter son regard sur les flèches sacrées du palais impérial sont des espoirs aussi lointains que les étoiles elles-mêmes. Mais Terra est bien plus qu'un lieu, c'est un symbole; le foyer de notre foi et de notre volonté, un phare dans une galaxie noyée de ténèbres. Fouler son sol serait pour nous comme éprouver le divin et nous pèserions alors le fardeau de tout ce pour quoi nous nous battons. Pourtant peut-être, suffit il de savoir qu'elle existe pour se convaincre que par delà le vide et le tumulte des batailles, l'Empereur veille depuis son Trône d'Or.
This feels like you got the bad/sad ending of a game. Peaceful because you know you tried all that you could, but melancholic that your mission could never truly be completed. A realistic ending, showing the heroes dont always win.
and when all was said and done, the astartes who had served the imperium for centuries, had finally met his end. but despite everything, for the first time in centuries, a smile formed across his scarred, chiseled face. he knew this day would come, and he was ready, so with one final breath, he looked up towards the vastness of the galaxy, seeing the eye of terror among the stars, he spoke his final words as he stared daggers into the gateway between his world and the archenemy, "the space marines know no fear, for we are fear incarnate.".
Man like I know people call warhammer fans nerds sometimes but like the lore is so beautiful vast can be dark but also amazing, I cant say Im a full warhammer fan but I got to admit the recent games and seeing the art like this and every now and then watching a 40k lore video. war hammer is a amazing thing
“Brothers. I wish you were here to see the fruits of your sacrifice. In time another will lie here thinking the same. Till then, I will carry on your Will in the name of our Emperor. In the name of our Chapter and Primarch. And in the name of Brotherhood. Rest well Brothers, till we meet again.”
When you want to sleep but your bed doesn't cut it, sofa doesn't cut it, floor doesn't cut it and not even the mat... Sometimes the best resting place is nature and laying down in front of a beautiful view in the nature and just lay there like you're dying and that is the last thing you see. Sometimes in order to rest... You need to feel like dying and wanting to have a final resting spot with beautiful view... Get out from everything to gain peace for a while...
"Brother Lamentarius, hast thou heard the ancient legend, the tale of the Dark Souls? It is said from time imemorial- 'a chapter brother must never go hollow.'"
"Forgive me that it took the deaths of my brothers to learn the lesson they each tried to teach me while they yet drew breath. Artarion, Priamus, Bastilan, Cador, Nero, forgive me for living while you all lie cold and still."
As a immigrant who havent be able to see his home country in years, and wont be for a while, this hits in a interesting way. Cheers for anyone far from home, either under necessity or duty
We asked ourselves, was this all we were made for? For war, for carnage on such a scale the very universe whimpers at the sounds of our boots as they hit the ground? I saw nothing but darkness in every wake, in every moment my eyes were open. Expect here. Here I had time to gaze upwards and have a moment to really breathe. It felt wrong, this level of peace wasn't mine to enjoy truly. it was the peace I fought for or was told I fought for. But Had I really believed this peace, this quiet, this sigh of relief really existed if I had not now experienced it, brother. I never thought I'd yearn for a silence like this, there was a gentle hum and a cool breeze as I could feel tears fill my eyes. What was this feeling? Why was I feeling anything like remorse, for not having more time to be here, right here, with you. In this peace, in this gentle place, I slumped over and let my eyes shut like death would soon take me. I could feel the rage fill my heart once more, only angry I could die knowing this peace would never come after I'm gone from this life. I only pray that it comes with the next life I have to die in glory, to die in pools of blood, to die with these same tears filling my eyes.
Man I found this video just in my recommendation and I'm been at my down and upset and angry with my self all because I made one mistake and it cost me something I put in a lot of hours in well I mean I got ban and lost all my games and can't play space marine 2 no more hell none of my game. Even tho I was mad and upset I had to keep going even tho I have no job no future but I'm holding on and this video found me and gave me a little hope that one day I can get back what I lost or find peace with lost and move on I'm been telling myself after I lost all my games so I just hope my little sob story can bring some comfort for me or someone else in the world. And one more thing if I was that space marine in the picture I would do the same thing and wish I did better with my life and go out peaceful.
Be an stubborn POS and refuse to give up. It's what I do, every time I'm beaten down I get back up because I'm gods proverbail cockroach. I will adapt to anything to the best of my ability. Life wants me to fail, so I must persist in pure spite of it.
' I remember, I remember..... The Sigilite..... no The Hero..... leaving....his words.. I don't.....I don't remember......but The Emperor......His dream...... Gone.......Is it ?...... He..he does not walk amongst us anymore...neither many of my brothers do.... they went somewhere.....Some on Istvaan......Some on Baal.......Some on Calth......I...I couldn't..join them....I only feel.....this..cold breeze.....like...a thousand embraces.....of cold hands....of the little ones....Have I served.....is my duty done....... Brother are you there....there with me.......I can't.....hear you brothers......I think .....the bugs.....the bugs chose to shut your blabbering mouth..first...even they weren't.....spared....of your incessant..ramblings....those..damned alien..filth...Brother......say something...anything.............I only hope.......that....after our..duty ends...we meet....meet Brother Valgus....Mortion.....Grimor....He he......Grimor and his tall tales.........maybe......we will see the Emperor........once more......with all his sons........sitting under a silent tree........Let's go Brother.......into our silent sleep.
"Silence, everyone..." The Salamander pointed to the heavens. The Sister of Battle, the Guardsmen, the Commissar, even the Templar of all people stopped the quiet bickering. "Terra is out. Sit down. Be Silent..." The Salamander grew softer and calmer with each syllable, as if saying it put him a state of Zen nothing could shake. Everyone looked. The Guardsmen were first to truly understand the patriotic gravity, and childlike wonder. The Salamander expected as such. Soldiers with everything to lose and little to wield were always the... quickest to appreciate such an occasion. The Templar was last to watch, still standing in spite of the Salamander's order, as a son of Dorn would. The silence, the emperor himself would even be disarmed by it. billions of years of successes, all hard won on, and from that small glimmer that was Sol. The Salamander wondered what day it was for Terra. He would very much like to go one day. He heard the Volcanoes on... Hawaii his Captain called it, were still very alive and kicking. Said it was covered in lush jungles thick with hogs and fruits. That, The Salamander believed, but it being many islands? Bah! These fellow citizens around him were more likely to call each other friend over beers than that. But... The Salamander looked around, nobody was divided. All in unison, smiling at the ancestral home of their people. People they'd never know, or even meet. But they understand each other all the same, across millions of light-years and darkness. Father Vulkan's commands of them, they made perfect sense now. It was too ascended to put into 41st millennium words, but he knew, they all understood, more than they would ever know.
i cant anymore. ive been crying for 5 hours and i just want to curl up and rot away in a corner. im losing the only person whos not family that i love and i cant do anything about it. if i try then it makes me look like a clingy loser but if i dont do anything then ill lose her for good. i was never enough for her but i wished that i was. but now i have to let her live in happiness while i stay miserable. i cannot continue on this path of pain i just want to lay down and rest one last time.
Ich hatte es nie gesehen... Die Schönheit Terras doch jetzt wo ich hier liege, meine Wunden so zahlreich und schwer, diese Männer und Frauen einfache Menschen diese mich so erfürchtig und doch stolz beschützen, ein jeder wird fallen... ( So nahm er trotz, blutender tiefer Wunden, seinen Helm, Bolter und Granaten er stürmte entgegen des Angriffs und im Augenblick des Todes wurde ihm eines klar...) Diese Sterblichen kämpfen, obwohl die vernuft sagt dieser Kampf kann nicht gewonnen werden er sah Terra in den letzten Augenblicken wo er diese einfachen Guardsmen bedchützte vor den 40000 Schrecken des tiefen Universums. 😢❤
"More than anything, I wanted to be admired, cherished, loved. After all the screams, all the blood and all the death, please brother... Tell me the Emperor still loves me..."
Reminds me of Brin Milo riding back to the Doctrinopolis with the wounded and described the beauty of the city lights at night to a dying officer who lost his sight, so his last thoughts are of something beautiful and peaceful, rather than of fear, loneliness and regret.
Thinking of holy Terra while being blind to the beauty all around them. Yet that infinite self belief of humanity--engendered by the Omnisiah--is what keeps it somewhat together, in quilt-tatters.
"if i can't recall the way your hand felt, when my body's spent, then i will know that my soul has accepted the end. My hands start shaking i am breathing faster, i remember where i was before my memories wandered. Can't recall what planet this is, seen too many to know, but there is blood on my hands, ebbing in a steady flow." - Pretty Marines, Singstorm.
@theotv5522 “cough” “cough” I can’t hear you from all this dust clogging the air we have to run the filtration vents before “cough” “COUGH” I can’t handle this dust anymore brother I wanna go home to holy Terra!
"I wish I could have seen the skies of Terra, just one last time. My heart breaks and my soul yearns to protect further, in death they said he would, but I pray the emporer shows me.. Was I a good son? With my last breath, I served. I pray that it was enough."
This video should be named Memories of Nocturne and it would be more accurate to lore. As only salamanders would really know about missing home or at least that’s how it makes me feel. Maybe you already have a lore justification for the title I didn’t get.
"with the light of the emporer coming closer as each breath of mine becomes shorter and colder... I ask myself, was this all worth it. The days of endless war and treachery. Losing everything i am and ever was and ever going to be, as a part in someone elses tales. I think of it again and again. Yet my answer is always the same even in my own twilight. And yes... Over and over. Not because i must or that i have to. But by choice. Because these burdens and blunders are mine and mine alone. But so are my victories and triumphs big and small. So with this final breath i say to you. Brother... Go. do what you must, not because you have to, but because you choose to. And show the galaxy that there is still a beacon of hope out there. All you gotta do is reach. For. It....."
No spacemarine that goes through what they have to be naturally able before transforming and after that thinks of peace and comfort and of home. They are warriors . Each and every son is a warrior among warriors to survive the blossom into a spacemarine. Peace is never an option. There’s a reason the emperor endures in alone . The fight must! It’s must go on! Someone must carry this burden! If not….then hope , hope there are those born with strength ! Strength enough to make a difference in others to cause another tide of change for the better and what needs ti be clean with war and fire and self sacrifice
"I miss my days on Nocturne, however long ago they were. Centuries have passed by now. I wonder how little Gallus has faired. Has he grown big and strong? Has he held onto his dream of serving in the astra militarum? Has his mother stopped coddling him? He was a good lad, good enough to be a salamander. I hope he continues to grow. And flourishes. Never forget gallus, vulkan lives.." - a salamander's last thoughts during the defence of nocturne
As an Imperial Fist, it's very possible that this marine was born on Terra, left when he was twelve or so, and spent hundreds of years fighting across the galaxy without ever returning to his--our--true home.
Not a Warhammer fan (no hate against it, I promise, I've just never had a reason to get into it), but I've enjoyed all the music you've posted. It most definitely has a wider spread than just in your community!
@@nachgeben that’s great to hear 🖤 I like the juxtaposition between very human emotions and the Space Marines who are supposed to be stone cold war machines. I think it’s a very relatable to all of us since we all try to hide our emotions in our public lives but we still have the same feelings at the end of the day; longing, sadness, loneliness, hope and gratitude. Thank you for sticking around 🖤
"We were meant to protect the imperium from the forces of chaos, not join them Brother!!!" "But what if it's the only way? What if we have to become the villain to save the innocent?!" "I do not know if we are wise enough to make that decision Brother!" "We have to be! We are the only ones left..."
💖 On March 26th 2022, just past midnight, I was restless in bed, my limbs became numb & tingly, my chest became tight, & my heart felt like it was being crushed. So I sang out to God and Jesus, about my pain, my feelings, my faults and my inabilities.
As I sang, I began to feel like a river, & a hand was on my back, it's fingers where skimming the surface of the waters, separating the waters, causing ripples through my body. Then the hand reached inside my chest, lit my heart on fire, & the heat moved like waves through my body. When I was done singing, all the pain was gone, & I looked at the clock, it was past 1am, I had sang near an hour.
Then the voice of my guardian angel called my name from above, & there was a hymn of energy in the air, the same hymn I hear in my dreams of God. Glory, Honor, blessings, thanks and praise to the Lord my God, for healing my heart during a heart attack! Hallelujah to the Lord my God for healing my heart! Hallelujah for His son Jesus my King, Lord and savior for saving my soul! Hallelujah for every day! Hallelujah for every breath! The Lord is Faithful and true! God still does miracles! The kingdom of Heaven is at hand! Jesus died for us and paid the debt of Sin! God raise Him from the dead and those that follow will be saved! Taste God and see that He is good! Read the Bible and learn about Him! May the Lord Bless your hearts, so that you have the will and strength to turn from selfish sins, and flee from the slaveries of the flesh!
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"-Do you miss the hanging rains whispering in the emerald leaves of Caliban forests, brother?.."
"-Do you think we shall be forgotten . . . Brother? Like . . . The leaves under our body . . . "
@@Abbadonthedispoiler Where are these quotes from?
@RubberNinja97 Warhammer 40k, but I don't know from where exactly
@@RubberNinja97idk if they’re exact quotes might just be what a Dark Angel would say thinking back to Caliban
"Loyalty is it's own reward brothers. But this...this is good too"
This is so beautiful. Im glad I found this.
"I would've liked to see, the skies of Baal one last time...."
I really appreciate it 🖤
Beat me to it.
RIP Brother Ignis
@@Fantasy_Future love the ambiance
Exactly what popped into my head as soon as I heard the opening notes.
"I would have liked to shred gnar , upon the waves of baal .. one ... last ... time...."
“For those we cherish, we die in glory”
"And so it was that they fought - the Angel and the Beast. Titanic must have been that struggle, between those two gods amongst men. Long must they have rained blows upon one another, until it seemed that the life of the universe itself hung in the balance...Yet, Sanguinius was bested...Even as the blade of death waited to strike him, Sanguinius would not turn from the path of Light. Thus it was that Sanguinius passed from this world. He who was everything a man should be was taken from us by the Darkness. A thousand times a thousand years of lamenting will never atone for our loss.
When the armor of your faith is buckled and torn, see in your mind that magnificent hero. Think upon his deeds and be humble, for his like will never walk the galaxy again."
In battles heat, we forge our story.
"Theirs not a thing I don't cherish."
“From his blood are we born, from his essence are we made, from his passion comes our art, from his nobility comes beauty, from his might stems justice, from his thirst is born righteous rage.”
"What a peaceful place...
Is this how Terra looked, in the dawn of ages?
Is this the world the Emperor envisioned, in His dream of triumph?
I wish my brothers could see this-
the bloom beneath blood-red skies, the air thick with life,
not the smoke and ruin of our endless war.
I wish... I wish Father could see it too.
Could rest here, just once, among these flowers,
as we are meant to be.
Father..."
beautiful put brother, may the Emperor bless your rest.
I think it's ironic that this marine is thinking about terra as he rests on a landscape that looks exactly like old terra. He has never seen the flowers or the plains of old earth, so he wouldn't know that a piece of terra is right there with him.
@@pleaseenteranamelol711 could be that on the verge of death he got flashbacks from his father's geneseed)
"It looks like we live in the grim darkness of the 41st Millennium"
-- Brother Captain John Warhammer
😂
Jan war hammer
"Who are we? Some kind of marines in space?"
It's confirmed that the emperor's real name is James Workshop
I hit play on this and 10 seconds in my fussy 6-month-old went to sleep, the Emperor protects. ❤
@@Boneworm852 🖤☺️
Aww
Император любит
THE EMPEROR SOOTHES!
Sleep, or Konrad Kurze shall come visit you!
Oh wait.... we're being nice😂 my bad.
He felt an unfamiliar warmth. Beaten, bloodied, he had fought for days, weeks even. He told himself he'd stopped for a rest at this tree, in that moment his mind fooled him. For he had collapsed at this tree. Tall, and vibrant, laid within a quiet meadow. "A worthy tomb" he thought as the reality of his current circumstanced set in. He felt His presence, warm, and calming. The world around him began to brighten as he faded, the final drop of blood leaving from his chest marking the end of his fight. A life lived, and a duty served. All in the name of Holy Terra.
very well written, conveys a beautiful context for the image so nicely
@Huesmalls thank you, I write on a rare occasion, so hearing that means a lot!
For the emperor, brothers.
For the emperor.
"What I remember about Terra after the Heresy, is how quiet it all was. Endless fields of ash and cinders where mountains once stood. The cooling, melted slag heaps of once mighty Titan Legions. Great plumes of black dust that blotted out the sky. All of it passing in a whisper as we survivors watched on in silence. Holding a vigil over our dead dream."
The original Battlefront 2 is still GOAT
"We waited... Emperor on His throne, how we *waited...* For someone... ANYONE... The Emperor... Sanguinius... Either would have reassured us. Would have shown that it was all *worth* something. Instead, the first traitor, had what he wanted. Who would lead us into the Emperor's dream? Dorn? Surely, he stood strong as the palace. But even his foundations were not unshaken by our loss... Vulkan, perhaps? He had the angel's heart, surely. But he had vengeance in his eyes. Guilliman, perhaps? No... For his wrath, though rarely spurred, rivaled even Sanguinius. In the end, some of us few who survived... We knew. The Horrus Heresy was the end. Not of humanity, but perhaps worse. Of the Emperor's great vision."
"Did we hurt them, captain? Did this mean anything?"
"Yes, we hurt them here, they will remember this"
Впервые я пустил слезу, именно читая Галактику в огне, именно на этих строчках. Покойся в славе, Саул Тарвиц. С ним же Риланор. С ними же и все остальные истинные дети Императора.
“Do you remember Terra, brother? It’ll be spring soon…”
Plot Twist: You think you're at peace, but you're actually slaughtering enemies and feeling relief from the Butchers Nails.
I hate that this is so accurate 😂
@@Fantasy_Future We see what you did there! ;)
bro.
Butchers nails? What’s that? It sounds terrible!
@@mercedeswalt6621 The Butcher's Nail is a surgical device implanted straight into the brain of an individual. The nails inflict near constant pain, and will only let the subject feel relief when the subject commits violent acts.
For notable subject see Angron, Primarch of the XIIth Legion "World Eaters".
"The breeze is soft... The flowers a blend of iridescent, vibrant colors. The trees are tall, firm, and bare fruit of all kinds. I would like... To have called this home. But instead, it shall be my grave. A more worthy a place I could not expect. Wait... Mother? Is that you? The garden?... Yes... I will help you... Water... The flow-..."
Source?
@VxDRAGONSLAYERxV Not from a book. I just enjoy adding character to videos like these.
Good writing
Rest brother ... your duty is done ..
"I would have liked to see the skies of Baal, one last time."
“Not enough left of me to save a second time brother….”
"I have travelled many systems. Marched upon many planets. Stared out at countless stars. But not once have I truly appreciated the beauty. The irony is not lost on me that as I near death, my eyes have been opened to the wonders of life. How naive of me to have been blind to it all for so long. It is truly a sight to behold."
"In blood I am born. In battle do I live. In light do I rise. In darkness do I fall. In blood will we be renewed."
For the blood of the angel, brother.
“We are brothers before any other rank.”
"I would have liked to see the skies of Baal one last time"
"Is this what we fought for? Does the enemy show me this to try and break me? To mock me? This place of vaguely familiar untamed beauty? Is this really it? What an utter failure, to we whom are but weapons. This is what we fight for, why we were sacrificed, for a humanity unspoiled, and his home unmolested."
-Remembrance of the fallen. Unknown Battle Brother.
I hope Dante can rest like this when his duty is done.
He REALLY REALLY needs a break!!!
Bjorn needs it more!
"Holy Emperor.. grant me your gift of strength.. allow me the privilege of seeing the sky turn crimson in dawn one last time.."
Goodbye, brother.
"Do not look to us for kindness. Do not look to us for hope. We are not the kind children of this new age. We are the rocks of its foundation. If you wish hope then look to what we make. If you wish kindness then look to those who will come after us."
-Rogal Dorn
Мы мечи, что выкованы для битв, сделанные из железной воли и не ведающих страха. Дай нам благословение служить Императору, дай нам благословение нести его волю.
Cheers to that my Cyrilic language brother.
"I would.. have liked.....to see the skies of Baal....one....last....time..."
"i can see it, Brother... the moment i gather the last 40.000th warhammers..."
-Horus John Heresy
As he gazed upon the fallen bodies of his brothers and xenos surrounding him, the grim reality set in, he was the last one standing. His injuries were fatal, a truth he acknowledged with a silent resignation. In the stillness that moments ago had been a cacophony of violence, he looked to the stars, a vast expanse that would bear witness to countless more battles he would not see. His life was ending, yet he knows his death is serving the Emperor’s purpose. The Emperor protects; his Angels protect; the Angels of Death.
Aye, ye fought well son of the lion. You slew the Xenos leader beast. A feat worthy of smiting a kraken back on Fenris. Il be sure the priests won’t forget yer deeds.
Rest now cousin. The allfather will welcome you.
"Imagine, if you could, an army made not of a nation, but instead of like-minded individuals. A cabal of brothers brought together not by their blood, nor their skin, nor their homes, but by their will and ideals to forge a world free from borders and rulers; away from the dictations of those who would stake claim to lead them, but become their oppressors. That is the world I dream of, brothers and sisters. That is what I fight to achieve."
Terra is in our hearts and minds for he and his holy throne are always with us brothers.
"You did it, you defeated me, Horus Lupercal. You really are the Warhammer 40,000"
Emperor of Mankind Johnny Space at the Vengeful Spirit
I cannot say i ever expected my final moments to end so… peacefully… however i remain conflicted. My brothers fought and died for humanity, served their purpose to the very end… and yet im blessed with a peaceful demise on a peaceful planet surrounded by beauty… i suppose in a way i have achieved my ultimate goal… i am no longer needed… an obsolete weapon of war being put to rest…
"May this weapon strike true. May it be wielded with wisdom. May it be put down when its job is done."
Terra la Sainte: une lueur vacillante au cœur d'une guerre éternelle.
Pour la plupart d'entre nous, contempler le berceau de l'humanité et porter son regard sur les flèches sacrées du palais impérial
sont des espoirs aussi lointains que les étoiles elles-mêmes.
Mais Terra est bien plus qu'un lieu, c'est un symbole;
le foyer de notre foi et de notre volonté,
un phare dans une galaxie noyée de ténèbres.
Fouler son sol serait pour nous comme éprouver le divin et nous pèserions alors le fardeau de tout ce pour quoi nous nous battons.
Pourtant peut-être, suffit il de savoir qu'elle existe pour se convaincre que par delà le vide et le tumulte des batailles,
l'Empereur veille depuis son Trône d'Or.
"Only in death does duty end, yet in death I still serve"
Just in time for building my Dreadnought mini
What a badass pic. The tune is also sleepy time. Ty ✌️
This feels like you got the bad/sad ending of a game. Peaceful because you know you tried all that you could, but melancholic that your mission could never truly be completed. A realistic ending, showing the heroes dont always win.
Brother…it was an honor to serve…to fight for something we chose to believe in…
We did it brother… we did it
and when all was said and done, the astartes who had served the imperium for centuries, had finally met his end. but despite everything, for the first time in centuries, a smile formed across his scarred, chiseled face. he knew this day would come, and he was ready, so with one final breath, he looked up towards the vastness of the galaxy, seeing the eye of terror among the stars, he spoke his final words as he stared daggers into the gateway between his world and the archenemy, "the space marines know no fear, for we are fear incarnate.".
Lovely writing 🖤
@@Fantasy_Future thank you :)
Man like I know people call warhammer fans nerds sometimes but like the lore is so beautiful vast can be dark but also amazing, I cant say Im a full warhammer fan but I got to admit the recent games and seeing the art like this and every now and then watching a 40k lore video. war hammer is a amazing thing
If loving Warhammer is wrong, I don't want to be right
@@Fantasy_Future right! i fully think that space marine 2 and darktide made a lot of people change their view on 40k
The song going through every fallen Ultramarine successor's head knowing they did what they could to stop Nurgle's invasion of Ultramar.
“Brothers. I wish you were here to see the fruits of your sacrifice. In time another will lie here thinking the same. Till then, I will carry on your Will in the name of our Emperor. In the name of our Chapter and Primarch. And in the name of Brotherhood. Rest well Brothers, till we meet again.”
When you want to sleep but your bed doesn't cut it, sofa doesn't cut it, floor doesn't cut it and not even the mat...
Sometimes the best resting place is nature and laying down in front of a beautiful view in the nature and just lay there like you're dying and that is the last thing you see.
Sometimes in order to rest... You need to feel like dying and wanting to have a final resting spot with beautiful view... Get out from everything to gain peace for a while...
EVEN IN DEATH DUTY CONTINUES
"I miss fighting the Flora and Fauna of my home with my bare hands..." Some Catachan dude
"Our Duty is done we can go home now"
"Not yet Old Man.."
"Brother Lamentarius, hast thou heard the ancient legend, the tale of the Dark Souls? It is said from time imemorial-
'a chapter brother must never go hollow.'"
"Forgive me that it took the deaths of my brothers to learn the lesson they each tried to teach me while they yet drew breath. Artarion, Priamus, Bastilan, Cador, Nero, forgive me for living while you all lie cold and still."
This music resembles the cherished dream that The Emperor saw for humanity.
Rest brother, for you have served your emperor well. May his light guide you to whatever is waiting for you.
Primarch Progenitor, to your glory and the glory of Him on Earth.... one last time...
As a immigrant who havent be able to see his home country in years, and wont be for a while, this hits in a interesting way. Cheers for anyone far from home, either under necessity or duty
🖤 Wish you the best
Where you from mate?
We asked ourselves, was this all we were made for? For war, for carnage on such a scale the very universe whimpers at the sounds of our boots as they hit the ground? I saw nothing but darkness in every wake, in every moment my eyes were open. Expect here. Here I had time to gaze upwards and have a moment to really breathe. It felt wrong, this level of peace wasn't mine to enjoy truly. it was the peace I fought for or was told I fought for. But Had I really believed this peace, this quiet, this sigh of relief really existed if I had not now experienced it, brother. I never thought I'd yearn for a silence like this, there was a gentle hum and a cool breeze as I could feel tears fill my eyes. What was this feeling? Why was I feeling anything like remorse, for not having more time to be here, right here, with you. In this peace, in this gentle place, I slumped over and let my eyes shut like death would soon take me. I could feel the rage fill my heart once more, only angry I could die knowing this peace would never come after I'm gone from this life. I only pray that it comes with the next life I have to die in glory, to die in pools of blood, to die with these same tears filling my eyes.
Yes, you will.
Man I found this video just in my recommendation and I'm been at my down and upset and angry with my self all because I made one mistake and it cost me something I put in a lot of hours in well I mean I got ban and lost all my games and can't play space marine 2 no more hell none of my game. Even tho I was mad and upset I had to keep going even tho I have no job no future but I'm holding on and this video found me and gave me a little hope that one day I can get back what I lost or find peace with lost and move on I'm been telling myself after I lost all my games so I just hope my little sob story can bring some comfort for me or someone else in the world. And one more thing if I was that space marine in the picture I would do the same thing and wish I did better with my life and go out peaceful.
We fall so we can learn to get up. Keep your chin up Brother 🖤
Be an stubborn POS and refuse to give up. It's what I do, every time I'm beaten down I get back up because I'm gods proverbail cockroach. I will adapt to anything to the best of my ability. Life wants me to fail, so I must persist in pure spite of it.
' I remember, I remember..... The Sigilite..... no The Hero..... leaving....his words.. I don't.....I don't remember......but The Emperor......His dream...... Gone.......Is it ?...... He..he does not walk amongst us anymore...neither many of my brothers do.... they went somewhere.....Some on Istvaan......Some on Baal.......Some on Calth......I...I couldn't..join them....I only feel.....this..cold breeze.....like...a thousand embraces.....of cold hands....of the little ones....Have I served.....is my duty done....... Brother are you there....there with me.......I can't.....hear you brothers......I think .....the bugs.....the bugs chose to shut your blabbering mouth..first...even they weren't.....spared....of your incessant..ramblings....those..damned alien..filth...Brother......say something...anything.............I only hope.......that....after our..duty ends...we meet....meet Brother Valgus....Mortion.....Grimor....He he......Grimor and his tall tales.........maybe......we will see the Emperor........once more......with all his sons........sitting under a silent tree........Let's go Brother.......into our silent sleep.
"Silence, everyone..." The Salamander pointed to the heavens.
The Sister of Battle, the Guardsmen, the Commissar, even the Templar of all people stopped the quiet bickering.
"Terra is out. Sit down. Be Silent..." The Salamander grew softer and calmer with each syllable, as if saying it put him a state of Zen nothing could shake.
Everyone looked. The Guardsmen were first to truly understand the patriotic gravity, and childlike wonder. The Salamander expected as such. Soldiers with everything to lose and little to wield were always the... quickest to appreciate such an occasion. The Templar was last to watch, still standing in spite of the Salamander's order, as a son of Dorn would.
The silence, the emperor himself would even be disarmed by it. billions of years of successes, all hard won on, and from that small glimmer that was Sol. The Salamander wondered what day it was for Terra. He would very much like to go one day. He heard the Volcanoes on... Hawaii his Captain called it, were still very alive and kicking. Said it was covered in lush jungles thick with hogs and fruits. That, The Salamander believed, but it being many islands? Bah! These fellow citizens around him were more likely to call each other friend over beers than that. But...
The Salamander looked around, nobody was divided. All in unison, smiling at the ancestral home of their people. People they'd never know, or even meet. But they understand each other all the same, across millions of light-years and darkness. Father Vulkan's commands of them, they made perfect sense now. It was too ascended to put into 41st millennium words, but he knew, they all understood, more than they would ever know.
These wallpapers are so fire. Definitely a buy!
I sincerely appreciate your kind words and support 🖤
“They call me hero of helsreach. As if there was only one.”
Good painting music
i cant anymore. ive been crying for 5 hours and i just want to curl up and rot away in a corner. im losing the only person whos not family that i love and i cant do anything about it. if i try then it makes me look like a clingy loser but if i dont do anything then ill lose her for good. i was never enough for her but i wished that i was. but now i have to let her live in happiness while i stay miserable. i cannot continue on this path of pain i just want to lay down and rest one last time.
No matter the outcome, you will be stronger for it. I trust you will make it. Keep your head up, Brother.
The emperor protects
"Brother, you´ve done enough for the emperor, rest up."
A moment of laxity spawns a lifetime of heresy.
Ich hatte es nie gesehen...
Die Schönheit Terras doch jetzt wo ich hier liege, meine Wunden so zahlreich und schwer, diese Männer und Frauen einfache Menschen diese mich so erfürchtig und doch stolz beschützen, ein jeder wird fallen...
( So nahm er trotz, blutender tiefer Wunden, seinen Helm, Bolter und Granaten er stürmte entgegen des Angriffs und im Augenblick des Todes wurde ihm eines klar...)
Diese Sterblichen kämpfen, obwohl die vernuft sagt dieser Kampf kann nicht gewonnen werden er sah Terra in den letzten Augenblicken wo er diese einfachen Guardsmen bedchützte vor den 40000 Schrecken des tiefen Universums. 😢❤
"More than anything, I wanted to be admired, cherished, loved. After all the screams, all the blood and all the death, please brother... Tell me the Emperor still loves me..."
A world without the alien, the mutant, the heretic. Ahh, imagine it.
Suffer not the unclean to live.
You will brother….you will..
Reminds me of Brin Milo riding back to the Doctrinopolis with the wounded and described the beauty of the city lights at night to a dying officer who lost his sight, so his last thoughts are of something beautiful and peaceful, rather than of fear, loneliness and regret.
“Rest Brtoher, not enough left of me to save a second time…
I would have liked to see the skies of Baal, one last time.”
Thinking of holy Terra while being blind to the beauty all around them. Yet that infinite self belief of humanity--engendered by the Omnisiah--is what keeps it somewhat together, in quilt-tatters.
"I will die on this world. I will die, On armageddon"
"if i can't recall the way your hand felt, when my body's spent, then i will know that my soul has accepted the end. My hands start shaking i am breathing faster, i remember where i was before my memories wandered. Can't recall what planet this is, seen too many to know, but there is blood on my hands, ebbing in a steady flow." - Pretty Marines, Singstorm.
Only in death, does duty end.
Dude i can sleep to this
This is relaxing
"For the tears of the living!, and the souls of the dead!"
"Rest now, my son. Your duty is done." - Big E
Wish I could see Prospero one last time :(
@theotv5522 “cough” “cough” I can’t hear you from all this dust clogging the air we have to run the filtration vents before “cough” “COUGH” I can’t handle this dust anymore brother I wanna go home to holy Terra!
this inspired me to make a successor chapter, thanks man
"I wish I could have seen the skies of Terra, just one last time. My heart breaks and my soul yearns to protect further, in death they said he would, but I pray the emporer shows me.. Was I a good son? With my last breath, I served. I pray that it was enough."
Expectation: "Holy Terra, will I ever see you again?"
Reality: "Welcome to the Legion of the Damned, even in death you serve."
Finally being able to really sit down after a hundred years of fighting wars
Thank you, brother.. the silence.. the silence no longer deafens me, this melody would bring the god emeperiors rage to a stand still
This video should be named Memories of Nocturne and it would be more accurate to lore.
As only salamanders would really know about missing home or at least that’s how it makes me feel. Maybe you already have a lore justification for the title I didn’t get.
@@lordyellowman Just the vibe I was feeling. Call it headcannon 😊
Some part of Astartes from some legions (for example in Death Guard) during 30k before heresy was born on Terra :)
"with the light of the emporer coming closer as each breath of mine becomes shorter and colder... I ask myself, was this all worth it. The days of endless war and treachery. Losing everything i am and ever was and ever going to be, as a part in someone elses tales. I think of it again and again. Yet my answer is always the same even in my own twilight. And yes... Over and over. Not because i must or that i have to. But by choice. Because these burdens and blunders are mine and mine alone. But so are my victories and triumphs big and small. So with this final breath i say to you. Brother... Go. do what you must, not because you have to, but because you choose to. And show the galaxy that there is still a beacon of hope out there. All you gotta do is reach. For. It....."
"I give men dreams and men are led by their dreams." - Lord Commander Solar Macharius
"I would love to see the sky of Baal, one ...last ..time...."
"I would like to have seen the skies of Baal one...last...time."
No spacemarine that goes through what they have to be naturally able before transforming and after that thinks of peace and comfort and of home. They are warriors . Each and every son is a warrior among warriors to survive the blossom into a spacemarine. Peace is never an option. There’s a reason the emperor endures in alone . The fight must! It’s must go on! Someone must carry this burden! If not….then hope , hope there are those born with strength ! Strength enough to make a difference in others to cause another tide of change for the better and what needs ti be clean with war and fire and self sacrifice
In the grim darkness of the far future, there are only vibes
"I miss my days on Nocturne, however long ago they were. Centuries have passed by now.
I wonder how little Gallus has faired. Has he grown big and strong?
Has he held onto his dream of serving in the astra militarum?
Has his mother stopped coddling him?
He was a good lad, good enough to be a salamander.
I hope he continues to grow. And flourishes.
Never forget gallus, vulkan lives.."
- a salamander's last thoughts during the defence of nocturne
As an Imperial Fist, it's very possible that this marine was born on Terra, left when he was twelve or so, and spent hundreds of years fighting across the galaxy without ever returning to his--our--true home.
The planet will break before my heart...
Я так понимаю, это брат из Саламандр, ушёл на заслуженный покой.
Not a Warhammer fan (no hate against it, I promise, I've just never had a reason to get into it), but I've enjoyed all the music you've posted. It most definitely has a wider spread than just in your community!
@@nachgeben that’s great to hear 🖤
I like the juxtaposition between very human emotions and the Space Marines who are supposed to be stone cold war machines.
I think it’s a very relatable to all of us since we all try to hide our emotions in our public lives but we still have the same feelings at the end of the day; longing, sadness, loneliness, hope and gratitude.
Thank you for sticking around 🖤
"We were meant to protect the imperium from the forces of chaos, not join them Brother!!!"
"But what if it's the only way? What if we have to become the villain to save the innocent?!"
"I do not know if we are wise enough to make that decision Brother!"
"We have to be! We are the only ones left..."
I was there when we first leave Terra...
let thi rest in peace and let the spirit of the emperor guide you in the flower fields of heaven
I’ve done it… I’ve finally found… the 40,000th Warhammer…
💖
On March 26th 2022, just past midnight,
I was restless in bed, my limbs became numb & tingly,
my chest became tight, & my heart felt like it was being crushed.
So I sang out to God and Jesus, about my pain, my feelings, my faults and my inabilities.
As I sang, I began to feel like a river, & a hand was on my back,
it's fingers where skimming the surface of the waters,
separating the waters, causing ripples through my body.
Then the hand reached inside my chest, lit my heart on fire,
& the heat moved like waves through my body.
When I was done singing, all the pain was gone,
& I looked at the clock, it was past 1am, I had sang near an hour.
Then the voice of my guardian angel called my name from above,
& there was a hymn of energy in the air,
the same hymn I hear in my dreams of God.
Glory, Honor, blessings, thanks and praise to the Lord my God,
for healing my heart during a heart attack!
Hallelujah to the Lord my God for healing my heart!
Hallelujah for His son Jesus my King, Lord and savior for saving my soul!
Hallelujah for every day! Hallelujah for every breath!
The Lord is Faithful and true!
God still does miracles!
The kingdom of Heaven is at hand!
Jesus died for us and paid the debt of Sin!
God raise Him from the dead and those that follow will be saved!
Taste God and see that He is good!
Read the Bible and learn about Him!
May the Lord Bless your hearts,
so that you have the will and strength to turn from selfish sins,
and flee from the slaveries of the flesh!
My belief is with the God Emperor of Mankind only