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modeseven777:

OST2 IS FUCKING HERE.

With FUCKING CATHARSIS : THE SONG

Also known as "That fucking song that plays when Gamagoori fucking jumps out the helicopter"

God, so much hope and willpower in this ; v ;

And goddamn 0:46, makes me turn to jelly.

(via actualcannibalshialasquib)

— 1 week ago with 6967 notes
afoolishfragilespine:

L A S T   T R A I N   H O M E  | Eighteen songs for last trains home, sleepless nights, melancholic wanderings and breaking point moments. [listen] [download]

I. metal and dust - London Grammar | II. overjoyed - Bastille | III. fangs - Little Red Lung | IV. broken - Jake Bugg | V. swingin’ party - Lorde | VI. always remember me - Ry Cuming | VII. o’ sister - City And Colour | VIII. fireproof - The National  | IX. plains - Wye Oak | X. ribs - Lorde |  XI. speaking a dead language - Joy Williams | XII. someone told me - Jake Bugg | XIII. the beauty surrounds - Houses | XIV. guilt free - Bootstraps  | XV. wasting my young years - London Grammar | XVI. words as weapons - Birdy |  XVII. black tables - Other Lives | XVIII. get home - Bastille

afoolishfragilespine:

L A S T   T R A I N   H O M E  | Eighteen songs for last trains home, sleepless nights, melancholic wanderings and breaking point moments. [listen] [download]

I. metal and dust - London Grammar | II. overjoyed - Bastille | III. fangs - Little Red Lung | IV. broken - Jake Bugg | V. swingin’ party - Lorde | VI. always remember me - Ry Cuming | VII. o’ sister - City And Colour | VIII. fireproof - The National  | IX. plains - Wye Oak | X. ribs - Lorde |  XI. speaking a dead language - Joy Williams | XII. someone told me - Jake Bugg | XIII. the beauty surrounds - Houses | XIV. guilt free - Bootstraps  | XV. wasting my young years - London Grammar | XVI. words as weapons - Birdy |  XVII. black tables - Other Lives | XVIII. get home - Bastille

(via monobey)

— 1 week ago with 379 notes

baunilla:

U L T R A V I O L E N C E  [ 58min. / listen. ]

For the rage that climbs through the bones asking for a fight, for the fist that breaks every part of its opponent, for the pain that consumes itself in adrenalina, for the taste of blood between the teeth, for the strong body and horrid mind as you have a little bit of the old 
u l t r a v i o l e n c e;

[ 001 ] no church in the wild. | by J A Y  Z.  &  K A N Y E  W E S T.
[ 002 ] counting bodies like sheep in the rhythm of the war drums. |
by  A  P E R F E C T  C I R C L E.
[ 003 ] into the lair. | by Z E D D.
[ 004 ] seven nation army. RMX. | by T H E  W H I T E  S T R I P E S.
[ 005 ] glory and gore. INST. | by L O R D E.
[ 006 ] i want it all. FT. armageddon | by Q U E E N.
[ 007 ] fistful of silence. | by T H E  G L I T C H  M O B.
[ 008 ] demons. RMX. | by S L E I G H  B E L L S.
[ 009 ] ghosts’n’one. MSHP. | by  D E A D M O U 5  VS.  S K Y  F E R R E I R A.
[ 010 ] crying lightning. RMX. | by A R C T I C  M O N K E Y S.
[ 011 ] american horror story. RMX. | by D A R K L O R D Z.
[ 012 ] sail. RMX. | by A W O L N A T I O N.
[ 013 ] everybody wants to rule the world. RMX. | by L O R D E.
[ 014 ] female robbery. RMX. | by  T H E  N E I G H B O U R H O O D.

(via monobey)

— 2 weeks ago with 2391 notes

imjustbeingfriendly:

bentleydierks:

But, you have blood on your hands
And I know it’s mine

Best Mumford cover.

(Source: ledgerndary, via bluedogdown)

— 3 weeks ago with 11229 notes

trenzalaore:

BURIED IN THE WATER   ●   listen on 8tracks (x)

It’s peaceful in the deep; no need to pray, no need to speak.

(via somethingtwisted)

— 3 weeks ago with 634 notes

allaboutmary:

Gaudens gaudebo in Domino

This is the introit of the feast of the Immaculate Conception, sung at the beginning of today’s Mass.

I will greatly rejoice in the Lord, and my soul shall be joyful in my God: for He hath clothed me with the garments of salvation, and with the robe of justice He hath covered me, as a bride adorned with her jewels.

I will extol Thee, O Lord, for Thou hast upheld me: and hast not made my enemies to rejoice over me. 

(via chiefofbeneelohim)

— 1 month ago with 14 notes

allaboutmary:

A Gregorian chant notation of the Magnicat from the Liber Usualis (1961), sung by the monks of Liguge Abbey.

My soul doth magnify the Lord.
And my spirit hath rejoiced in God my Saviour.
Because he hath regarded the humility of his handmaid;
for behold from henceforth all generations shall call me blessed.

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— 1 month ago with 22 notes