#retro #nostalgia #vintage https://youtu.be/0beRSynjNY0

#synthwave #retrowave #nostalgia https://youtu.be/vqj_nbl4jSk

Nostalgia for lovers of medieval fantasy and retro videogames https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HQgHoshKghg

Found an Artists that sounds just like Die Untoten. 🥰 Die untoten was the Soundtrack of my early goth days. I loved them. So this is pure nostalgia music. Listening to romantic dark music while sewing corsets. somethings never change no even when you grow up 💜 🖤 https://youtu.be/UunlXpO1nS0

No importa esta nostalgia Solo su baile de A gogoth ! 🖤💀🕷🕸🦇 https://youtu.be/iSUBx5Z756I?si=f_L8JawHDdw_70wh

What a cruel game. The 90´s. Why did they let me live those years if they were meant to be taken away from me?. it´s not around "youth" where the nostalgia resides in. If they give me the chance to go back but with more years than the age I have right now...I´d go without a second thought. I´d not even mind being an 80 years old lady living "there" again if that´s their final offer.

No matter how hard I try, I always get back to places that remind me of him... Nostalgia takes hold of me.

Got to see Martina McBride at the fair last night! Had a blast! So much nostalgia!

https://youtu.be/h5ke4Ka4_mg this song is very catchy and also makes me feel Nostalgia for some sea Voyage I've never been on

Vampyrouss - "All Roads Lead To You" [Barely (A)Live Rehearsal] Lyrics: The burden of days and the sprawling nights In the silence of solitude there is no place to hide From the past and its sins, the reflections within The ravaging tides of time leave me gnarled, indistinct The tolling bells of years gone by Echo in the distance every chime A shrill reminder of those once dulcet tones Such goodness wrenched away from these fragile bones But how the beaten organ can still sputter a pulse For those moments in the sun, the thrill of the hunt Oh spare me from nostalgia and her accursed front Which may rend me man again for a taste of this spell that is spun Around the cobwebbed coves of the darkest side Midst the dank dungeon dregs of a derelict mind Which sheathe my feats from the driving gale Make swift my end like those I once assailed Prey, we come closer with every breath Brought slowly back together by encroaching death The lurker in the shadows, sole victor of this game Set in motion by vengeance now recalled as shame The scapegoat still bleats I grind my jagged hooves Head hung low, drunk with power, bemused A mere pawn led to march in this terrible war Revenge a crueller mistress than ever accredited for... This hall of shame bears down on me As it crumbles from the inside out I can barely breathe It all begins to tumble down The edges blur And then the pain subsides I succumb to a sedated numbness Until the next time I choose to close my weary eyes The arrows turned, the swords repel I throw the flag And set sail for the end In flames I swear this sinking ship Will be dashed to the depths And never found Torture artist not my chosen nom de plume But this sordid desolation of my creation Holds to this unspeakable truth There is no place to flee, no haven There are no more roads to roam When all the paths inevitably Still lead back to You The musings of a madman on the edge Still reeling from the feeding of the basest needs My curse, this lover's pledge And so it ends, this embittered tale All the dragons slain, the piper paid Now doomed I walk alone On this scorched earth… Lyrics by Kazraine Maars. Music by Azrael Gexen. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L5vK9sWKgi4