The Goats of Nowhere (11+ Hours Dark Ambient Mix)

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Been a loyal listener for more than a decade was never this early, keep it up.

Hsaelt
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There's something about this channel that turns people into poets/storytellers and I'm all for it.

Hussman
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As a goat, I approve of this relaxing long dark Ambient mix.

somegrumpygoat
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Iron Cthulhu Apocalypse, the channel I pray to late at night 🌙.







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🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

tone
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The scapegoat, alone in the shadow of a crooked precipice.
Punished for all time, to cleanse the sins of man.



Whilst someone else gets all the credit.

Endymion
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I listen very often dark ambient music while driving long distances or to go to sleep and try to get into a different dimension to put my head on standby, this must be one of the best dark and deep ambient mix I've ever heard. So deep and dark... Love it.

jja
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They live in an inaccessible void, that which no man has even glimpsed, and I, the nomadic cosmic biologist, have yet to arrive.

funeralpyre
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I had to reread the title like 3 times because my mind kept adding an "e" to the end of "Goats"

AaronJLong
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i feel like a goat listening to a goat screaming its inner goat out of my goats and i kinde like the goat it got me goating

brandongosselin
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The ultimate experience : listening to ICA loud with headphones on a sunny crowdy beach

saltimbanckjo
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This is the dark ambience that plays in the background as you awaken from a terrible dream with an immense pressure on your chest and see me sitting on your chest eating a steak ‘n cheese burrito. 🌯 👻🎃🐈‍⬛🌖😈👹

Cloudywithachanceofcaulk
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_Another satisfying video.Thank you and keep them coming_

Buddyx
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"Those aren't mountains...they're horns..."

theducheneaux
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The pages of the old tome called to me.
Ever deeper into the ageless ink.
Slowly i felt the world tilting until i was parallel with the ceiling.
Slower still the world kept tilting until i was before a tower.

Woe is my mind to behold such behemoths of twisted stone, darkened wood and anguished bone.
Lament for my eyes to drink in the planes of shattered rock bathed in the light cast from a yellow crown.
Harrowed are my veins that now pump the ichor i once called my blood.
Gone is my sanity for no sane man can obey the drone beating in the deep, each note a language of its own.

To the soil my hands now dig.
From the soil my hands now draw forth a tome.
Through my hands i cut free the ink.
From the ink, i draw another into these pages.

ArchReverend
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hoping this present state signifies the final doom

satanwizardovoz
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🙏 just in time for sleep. All Hail our Lord of Dark and unholy Guide through the dark abyss of reality; Iron Cthulhu Apocalypse.

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GrassManMonkeyChild
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Was I taken from my love, or did she sacrifice me? And either way, why?

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