Mick Gordon - The Partisan - Extended Intro

I edited the ending cutscene track together with The Partisan to see if they blended together well. Lo and behold, they did.

[TURREL]

Intro is a very well matched up with the original song. The Old Blood is my favourite Wolfenstein game due to this depressive metal song.

"The monster never dies..."

[Raybro]

“The monster never dies no matter how many times you kill it. It just sheds its skin and changes form”
"I can feel the weight of the world pushing me down. I try to carry it nonetheless. One last time, then I can rest.”

[ХуахинАльмейда]

This song is dedicated to the men who fought against Nazism

[SirBlacknoiseIII]

Surprisingly clean mix. This feels like the "proper" full ending music to me

[DevilsAbove]

It’s a very well done extended version of my favorite song from The Old Blood. Only complaint is that YouTube usually asks me “Are you still listening to this song?” while it plays (guessing because of the song length). Or it plays an ad in the middle just as it gets momentum.

[AllGamingStarred]

"Turning once again, and this time more generally, to the question of invasion, I would observe that there has never been a period in all these long centuries of which we boast when an absolute guarantee against invasion, still less against serious raids, could have been given to our people. In the days of Napoleon, of which I was speaking just now, the same wind which would have carried his transports across the Channel might have driven away the blockading fleet. There was always the chance, and it is that chance which has excited and befooled the imaginations of many Continental tyrants. Many are the tales that are told. We are assured that novel methods will be adopted, and when we see the originality of malice, the ingenuity of aggression, which our enemy displays, we may certainly prepare ourselves for every kind of novel stratagem and every kind of brutal and treacherous manœuvre. I think that no idea is so outlandish that it should not be considered and viewed with a searching, but at the same time, I hope, with a steady eye. We must never forget the solid assurances of sea power and those which belong to air power if it can be locally exercised.

I have, myself, full confidence that if all do their duty, if nothing is neglected, and if the best arrangements are made, as they are being made, we shall prove ourselves once more able to defend our island home, to ride out the storm of war, and to outlive the menace of tyranny, if necessary for years, if necessary alone. At any rate, that is what we are going to try to do. That is the resolve of His Majesty's Government – every man of them. That is the will of Parliament and the nation. The British Empire and the French Republic, linked together in their cause and in their need, will defend to the death their native soil, aiding each other like good comrades to the utmost of their strength.

Even though large tracts of Europe and many old and famous States have fallen or may fall into the grip of the Gestapo and all the odious apparatus of Nazi rule, we shall not flag or fail. We shall go on to the end. We shall fight in France, we shall fight on the seas and oceans, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, we shall defend our island, whatever the cost may be. We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender. And even if, which I do not for a moment believe, this island or a large part of it were subjugated and starving, then our Empire beyond the seas, armed and guarded by the British Fleet, would carry on the struggle, until, in God's good time, the New World, with all its power and might, steps forth to the rescue and the liberation of the old"
-Churchill

Invasions never succeed. where one movement fails, another shall grow, and we will NEVER surrender under oppression.

[AllGamingStarred]

Today we pause to remember 9/11. RIP. This is a poem I wrote:
The shadow of souls now crying for the loved ones
Ashes upon ashes as the towers fall into nothingness
Once here, smiles all but gone, what has been taken, what has been left?
Children look to the skies and remember that day in September
Pilots lost control, United ninety three landed in a grove away from the tower
now all we can do is yell for american power, a war we never wanted
a leader we never needed, the souls of the dead are grieving
and there's no end to the bereavement, but we remember the tragedy and look to heaven
Rest in peace to those that died on 9/11
The shores of the middle east bathed in the blood of american soldiers, rape and murder
a thousand upon a thousand, abu grave and the untold transgressions, a coat of arms can't
hide the stain on your dressing, you took the oath to defend america, not rape little erica and her mother in that village so terror stricken that they died still wishing for safety, our goal was peace in this time of war and you took it on yourself to treat em like a whore when God clearly ordered you to defend and not ignore, now you're in hell for your words
As for you Bush, you left this country in shambles, it took Trump to pick up the brambles and repair the economy now in collective pieces scrambled. ICE raids and children taken from mothers screaming, my soul to stop the treason, I'm pro trump but I have my reasons
I was just a child, I saw the after effects on TV, I'm still bitter, I'll dance when a nuke turns ISIS into tea leaves, until then we still Grieve, remember young ones
September 11th 2001