Carol of The Bells - EPIC VERSION (by Samuel Kim) | Epic Christmas Music

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Carol of The Bells by Mykola Leontovych
Arranged & Orchestrated by Samuel Kim

[Gregarian]

I vote he's the next optional final boss for God of War, with his intro being like
" It's been a long winter Kratos"

[obi-wankenobi]

_Hope everyone has a Merry Christmas and another happy landing!_

[raspherion]

I was there, I was there when Krampus was Defeated.


My name isn’t important, I was just one Elf among many, fighting in the North-Pole defenses trenches on December 24th, 1914. My comrades and I had received word that the enemy would soon breach our defenses and so, within only a few hours of receiving the order, they did.

I was part of the Pole-Republic Fighters, Northern Infantry 123rd, known as the Merry Gentlemen fighters. We were held within our snow entrenches, the sound of the Krampusnacht
Imperial force’s guns, ringing overhead. We were trapped; outgunned, out man, and out of time. We held the line, my elves and I, we held it with every bullet and grenade we could muster.




I remember seeing the foes, marching on our position; The demon army of Krampus, with their dark, red eyes, and hooded wargear, continued to press on toward us. I remember standing there as my buddy, Alf, took a stray snowball to the eye, poor guy had his milk and cookies splattered all over me. Then, Ralf, had his entire chest cavity opened, by a well-placed sniper round. Dear Toy Makers, I can still smell the scent of his insides, all over me, as I held him there as he died. Our sergeant, brave man as he was, was out in the middle of no-elf’s land, armed with nothing more than a Candy-Cane rifle, with a shattered bayonet, fighting the devil himself; His supreme, Imperial Warlord, Emperor Krampus. The great enemy wielded a great, obsidian Greatsword, which he used to cut down my fellow infantry elves. like a Christmas tree on New Year's eve.


I went to grab my rifle, locking in a fresh clip of Cinnamon flavoring, and lept from my trench. The sound of the dead, dying, and fighting, ringed throughout my pointed ears, as milky white tears filled my eyes. I ran and ran, watching as the two combatants fought before me. It was a few feet later that I raised my Candy-Cane Rifle, taking aim at the devil made
Christmasy-flesh himself, only to hear the shattering sound of my leg, pierce with a harden-snowball, snapping and splitting my leg in two, like it was a gingerbread leg, causing me to fall upon the cold, blood-stained, snow. I slowly looked up, watching as Emperor-Krampus took the head of my friend and leader, Sergeant Cookie, displaying it for his men to see. He then tossed it before me, with a wicked grin that showed his sharpened, yellow teeth, and slowly walked before me, on his dear like legs red as fire. He held his sword, freshly stained with the blood of my friend, in his hands, as he hissed and mocked me with that forked tongue, raising the weapon high in the air. I then closed my eyes, having resigned myself to this fate and to my sins, knowing all was lost...Then, I heard it, the sound of hoofbeats, on a winter’s snow.


I opened my eyes, blinking away the tears that filled it, only to look and see the face of Krampus and his demons, drenched in the bright, red burning light, that illuminated the battlefield, a look of terror that filled the demonic emperor to his blackened core. I then turned, not sure if I was dreaming, or if this was still real, but at that moment, I saw the face of my savior, with an army of winged angels at his back. He was a tall man, built like a Warrior of ancient Scandinavia, dressed in a helm of Iron, topped with a red hat, and a leather, X crossed chest strap, that held his flowing coat of red, like a great cape. He rode on the back of a mighty Reindeer, whose nose burned bright with the red, glowing rage he felt toward those that would bring such sin and corruption to land. His rider wielded a mighty, double-bladed Axe, etched with the dents and notches of enemy weapons throughout its candy-canned colored shaft and hilt. This was not the gift giver, the milk and cooky eater, this was the Santa Clause nobody ever saw, for fear of his wrath on Christmas day; This was Saint Nicholas Clause, The Santa Of War, and he had come to settle the score

[DJMartinez]

This song i think is an Anthem to all the people who work in retail during the holidays. All the warehouse employees, retail employees, truckers, stockers and just anyone in retail.

This is how it feels getting ready for Christmas in July, preparing everything for the month of December and then we go for it.

Having to deal with all the insanity, mayhem and hate. Retail workers are what make christmas magical. And we hate it.

[crushedacorn]

He doesn't come down the chimney. *HE KICKS THE DOOR IN*

[nekomimicatears]

"Santa! The children, they're in danger!"

"I took an oath, an oath to protect the children. Don your armor, sharpen the canes, man the sleigh. Tonight the slow bells shall toll."

[src]

"Last christmas...

They took everything from him.

This year....

He's here to take it back."

*Nicholas.*

in cinemas Dec 23rd

[covid-]

I love how these epic Christmas songs turn everyone into authors

[dreadnaughtscout]

"This is no longer a war for the soul of christmas, this is a war for the souls of children!"

[chonkyseal]

So this is the kind of Santa who delivers the presents to The Holy Emperor of Mankind.

[raspherion]

Elf: Sir, it's Krampus...He's invading!

Santa: Get me my Axe, it's time to settle this!

[animate]

>you stay up late to see Santa come to your home.
>you see a health bar pop up.
>this music starts playing.
>the health bar fills up five times.
>a deep sounding and echoing "ho ho ho" resounds in the sky.

[anonym]

Carol of the fates
-duel of the fates
-Carol of the bells

[guyman]

I can now confirm that this sounds just as good in August as it does in December

[kyliesmith]

“Last Christmas, he gave them his heart. But the very next day, they threw it away. This year, to save him from tears….
HE SHALL RISE.”

[some..one..watching]

My man is made of pure CHRISMAS SPIRIT

[HobbitNinjaWizard]

To everyone reading this: MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

[IrishSoyBoy]

"B-b-but I thought naughty children just get coal..."

"Times change."

[jjlrdz]

That Santa is looking like a Boss from Dark Souls and this would be his theme.

[lescm]

the theory of carrying gifts around the world, brother is a warrior ready for his fight year after year.