Ah, yes! What a success.
Loved it (guessed it was a MaestroRage work)
Was the singer saying anything in particular??? What's to say? Its great and a nice collab that everyone's gonna love!
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Snyperscope
In some parts *the repeating singing segments*, LadyArsenic is singing "Subito Crudelo", which roughly translated means "So Cruel", in accordance with the story in which the song was created. Of course you don't HAVE to use the words to make your own story, they are there for those who are interested :)
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simply beautiful...
wouln't suggest changing anything.
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Calm...very calm.
Kinda sounded a little sad in a way. It made me wanna cry inside a little bit. The guy below me was right about this audio being epic. The church bells, vocals, opera, and all the instruments were really enjoyable. The random voices during the middle of this audio was okay. I couldn't really understand what she was trying to say though. Other then that, this was a pretty good audio. I liked it. Nice going MaestroRage! :D
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the voices wasn't random D:
LadyArsenic is singing Subito Crudelo during those parts, which roughly translated means "So Cruel". The story depicts that of a bride's spirit who haunts the cathedral she was abandoned in. Why she was left there, is another story, for another time!
Thank you Seamonky, but don't forget to give LadyArsenic a hand too, it is after all, her voice ;).
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cooooool
i can see it in a big epic war suta flash
a large war eh? Entirely possible, it does have that sorrow feel to it.
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Incredible...a warrior is comforted...
Incredible...Maestro, LadyArsenic, you guys ROCK! I got such imagery that I grabbed my head because their was so much. A story leaped into my head just after hearing the first few notes and was crafted and refined as I listened to the rest of piece. If your music, the both of you, can do something as amazing as that, you both deserve nothing short of a 5. On to the story. A warrior stumbles into a cathedral that was once racked and ravaged by the brutalities of war from many years ago. But once again, war has come to the land, and has torn many asunder not only in body, but in spirit as well. Fathers, brothers, and sons were slain in great numbers and the villages from where they were sent mourn for the great loss. As the warrior continues to stumble forward she tears off her helmet to reveal that she is a woman. Her face is astewn with blood and scars, mingled with the tears of a thousand moments. She slumps in front of the pulpit and lowers her head. She looks at her bloodstained hands and clenches them so hard that the blood is squeezed through the crevices of her fingers. "Why?......WHY!?!?" she screams in anguish and pain, her sobs echoing through the seemingly empty cathedral. But as her cries echo through the cathedral so does the cathedral's bells. Their sound echos through the walls of the cathedral and as they do a pastor appears and stares at the warrior. She sees him and pulls out her sword screaming, "Leave me in peace!!" She rushes at the pastor and swings only to have the blade slapped down by the pastor. The blade's sound undulates through the cathedral as it connects with the woodwork.
"What is it that you want?"
"I want peace of mind!! But what I have seen have torn it completely from my heart! I've lost everything...I can never achieve peace!"
"And what has replaced that empty part of your heart?"
"......revenge......"
"Hmph. Silly little girl. The path of revenge is a empty one, one that will leave you bitter and defeated even more as you are now."
"How...how could you of all people know how I feel!?!"
"Because I too once walked the path you've troden through. There is more to me then meets the eye..." And as the warrior turns her tear stewn eyes to meet his she gasps in discovery and surprise. The pastors face, even more then her own, is torn with the scars of countless battles. Burn marks, and puncture hole showing that he had been tortured as well. He then walks over to where a single beem of the morning dawn is radiating down on the pulpit and pulls a rose from the inside pocket of his robes. He gives it to the girl and says with a small smile, "I give hope to you." The woman smells the rose and is filled with a feeling that she thought she would never feel again......hope. Keep up the good work.
hmmm, very poetic Zen. One of my favorite phrases you've written here is "mingled with the tears of a thousand moments". The sentence alone speaks of volumes, truly hammers the imagery of suffering down.
Such anger she must have felt to attack this pastor despite having done nothing to her. It is not just revenge that seems to be on her mind, but complete desire to kill.
I'm left wondering, where this pastor went, how he suffered. More importantly, how he was able to turn back his heart from where he was going. Perhaps he already achieved his object of revenge, perhaps by some other way. Entirely up to the mind of the reader of course.
Thank you kindly for the review Zen, it is good to see you again. We're glad you liked it!