Election Day Hype Music Thread

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what does this mean kek

damn son

HERE COMES THE TRUMP

What is this fucking nigger shit you faggot?

Perfectly fitting.

youtu.be/YkADj0TPrJA

"I don't sit in, I don't cuck out, I Win."

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if Trump wins

"Emperor" concerto for Emperor Trump :)

Rich white man shit right here son straight up

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this was my /brexit/ song

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youtube.com/watch?v=jjoqwJdtdKc

m.youtube.com/watch?v=0RiQDCWsk-U

I hope it works now…

tank u mr spergitelle.

youtu.be/74TFS8r_SMI

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Hey hillary,

YOU CAN'T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT

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Ｓｈａｄｉｌａｙ

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FUCKING CONFIRMED

youtube.com/watch?v=6PuUflTcJzA

Plebs.

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muse are woke af

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This his song is literally about jews.

A song about walls of whiteness. What could be better?

youtube.com/watch?v=IK3ZAUDawRo

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A hard-fought victory is upon us, and with it the realization that the war is just beginning.

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Lives of great men all remind us
We may make our lives sublime
And departing leave behind us
Footprints in the sands of time
Of hewn stones the sacred circle
Where the wizard sages sat
Let us try to remember
All the times where they were at
So your thoughts, they were expecting
Assault and battery on the human anatomy,
Assault and battery on the human anatomy, man
Lives of great men all remind us
We may make our lives sublime
And departing leave behind us
Footprints in the sands of time
So your thoughts, they were expecting
Assault and battery on the human anatomy,
Assault and battery on the human anatomy, man
Lives of great men all remind us
We may make our lives sublime
And departing leave behind us
Footprints in the sands of time
Of hewn stones the sacred circle
Where the wizard sages sat
Let us try to remember
All the times where they were at
So your thoughts, they were expecting
Assault and battery on the human anatomy,
Assault and battery on the human anatomy, man

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Lives of great men all remind us
We may make our lives sublime
And departing leave behind us
Footprints in the sands of time
Of hewn stones the sacred circle
Where the wizard sages sat
Let us try to remember
All the times where they were at
So your thoughts, they were expecting
Assault and battery on the human anatomy,
Assault and battery on the human anatomy, man
Lives of great men all remind us
We may make our lives sublime
And departing leave behind us
Footprints in the sands of time
So your thoughts, they were expecting
Assault and battery on the human anatomy,
Assault and battery on the human anatomy, man
Lives of great men all remind us
We may make our lives sublime
And departing leave behind us
Footprints in the sands of time
Of hewn stones the sacred circle
Where the wizard sages sat
Let us try to remember
All the times where they were at
So your thoughts, they were expecting
Assault and battery on the human anatomy,
Assault and battery on the human anatomy, man

Lives of great men all remind us
We may make our lives sublime
And departing leave behind us
Footprints in the sands of time
Of hewn stones the sacred circle
Where the wizard sages sat
Let us try to remember
All the times where they were at
So your thoughts, they were expecting
Assault and battery on the human anatomy,
Assault and battery on the human anatomy, man
Lives of great men all remind us
We may make our lives sublime
And departing leave behind us
Footprints in the sands of time
So your thoughts, they were expecting
Assault and battery on the human anatomy,
Assault and battery on the human anatomy, man
Lives of great men all remind us
We may make our lives sublime
And departing leave behind us
Footprints in the sands of time
Of hewn stones the sacred circle
Where the wizard sages sat
Let us try to remember
All the times where they were at
So your thoughts, they were expecting
Assault and battery on the human anatomy,
Assault and battery on the human anatomy, man

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Hold fast
Hold on
Nothing is a dream, yet in
Changing faster
It never seems to be here long
Move on
Turn 'round
Just can't seem to find it, try and
Reach out
Hold out
I cannot touch the wind
I touch you

Reach out
Hold out
Nothing here is real, try and
Searching farther
It almost seems to live until it
Moves on
Turns 'round
Just can't seem to lose it, try and
Hold fast
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Hold on
I cannot ride the wind
I ride you

Hold fast
Hold on
Nothing is a dream until you
Wake up
Cry out
Now it isn't real, now you
Hold fast Nothing is a dream
Hold on Just can't lose it now
Move on Turning round and round
Wake up You cannot ride the wind
Hold fast Nothing is a dream
Hold on Just can't lose it now
Move on Turning round and round
Wake up You cannot ride the wind
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youtu.be/2dPaVk4G1jg

Out on the road for forty days
Last night in Little Rock put me in a haze
Sweet, sweet Connie, doin' her act
She had the whole show and that's a natural fact
Up all night with Freddie King
I got to tell you, poker's his thing
Booze and ladies, keep me right
As long as we can make it to the show tonight

We're an American band
We're an American band
We're comin' to your town
We'll help you party it down
We're an American band

Four young chiquitas in Omaha
Waitin' for the band to return from the show
Feelin' good, feelin' right, it's Saturday night
The hotel detective, he was outta sight
Now these fine ladies, they had a plan
They was out to meet the boys in the band
They said, "Come on dudes, let's get it on"
And we proceeded to tear that hotel down

We're an American band
We're an American band
We're comin' to your town
We'll help you party it down
We're an American band

We're an American band
We're an American band
We're comin' to your town
We'll help you party it down
We're an American band

We're an American band
We're an American band
We're comin' to your town
We'll help you party it down
We're an American band

We're an American band
We're an American band
We're comin' to your town
We'll help you party it down
We're an American band

We're an American band, wooo
We're an American band, wooo
We're an American band, wooo

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Kleiner Vampi!
Auf unserem Friedhof liegen wir zwei in der Stille
In der Stille
Da gibt's kein Fromms und keine Pille, in der Stille

Und wir beissen
In weisse Hälse bis sie bluten, bis sie bluten
Und wir saufen
Die Kandidaten über 'n Haufen, über 'n Haufen.

Blut Blut Blut
Blut tut gut
Tod Tod Tod
Tod tut Not

"Ich will nicht sterben"

Peace Peace Peace
Peace im Verliess

"Jesus!? … Hier ist Nina!"

Kleiner Vampi!
Auf unserem Friedhof sind wir happy, sind wir happy
Mein Gerippe
Ist ja so sexy wenn ich strippe, mein Gerippe

Der Teufel kommt, er hilft uns auf, und sagt uns
"Gott ist tot
The Lord ist fort
Gott ist tot
The Lord ist fort

Gott ist tot
The Lord ist fort
Gott ist tot
The Lord ist fort"

Jawoll

Gott ist tot

God Emperor

soundcloud.com/user-625608547/god-emperor-free-download

Growing Stonger

soundcloud.com/user-625608547/growing-stronger-instrumental

Return Of The Right

soundcloud.com/user-625608547/return-of-the-right

youtube.com/watch?v=L0bcRCCg01I

Everybody, listen to me
And return me my ship
I'm your captain, I'm your captain
Though I'm feeling mighty sick

I've been lost now for days uncounted
And it's months since I've seen home
Can you hear me? Can you hear me?
Or am I all alone?

If you return me to my home port
I will kiss you, Mother Earth
Take me back now, take me back now
To the port of my birth

Am I in my cabin dreaming?
Or are you really scheming
To take my ship away from me?
You'd better think about it
I just can't live without it
So please don't take my ship from me
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I can feel the hand of a stranger
And it's tightening 'round my throat
Heaven help me, heaven help me
Take this stranger from my boat

I'm your captain, I'm your captain
Though I'm feeling mighty sick
Everybody, listen to me
And return me my ship

I'm your captain
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm your captain
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm your captain
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm your captain
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm getting closer to my home
I'm getting closer to my home
I'm getting closer to my home
I'm getting closer to my home

I'm getting closer to my home
I'm getting closer to my home
I'm getting closer to my home
I'm getting closer to my home

I'm getting closer to my home
I'm getting closer to my home
I'm getting closer to my home
I'm getting closer to my home

I'm getting closer to my home
I'm getting closer to my home
I'm getting closer to my home
I'm getting closer to my home

I'm getting closer to my home
I'm getting closer to my home
I'm getting closer to my home
I'm getting closer to my home

I'm getting closer to my home
I'm getting closer to my home
I'm getting closer to my home
I'm getting closer to my home

I'm getting closer to my home
I'm getting closer to my home
I'm getting closer to my home
I'm getting closer to my home

To seek the sacred river Alph
To walk the caves of ice
To break my fast on honey dew
And drink the milk of paradise

I had heard the whispered tales
Of immortality
The deepest mystery
From an ancient book, I took a clue
I scaled the frozen mountain tops
Of eastern lands unknown
Time and man alone
Searching for the lost, Xanadu

Xanadu

To stand within the pleasure dome
Decreed by Kubla Khan
To taste anew the fruits of life
The last immortal man
To find the sacred river Alph
To walk the caves of ice
Oh, I will dine on honey dew
And drink the milk of paradise, oh paradise

A thousand years have come and gone
But time has passed me by
Stars stopped in the sky
Frozen in an everlasting view
Waiting for the world to end
Weary of the night
Praying for the light
Prison of the lost, Xanadu

Xanadu

Held within the pleasure dome
Decreed by Kubla Khan
To taste my bitter triumph
As a mad immortal man
Never more shall I return
Escape these caves of ice
For I have dined on honey dew
And drunk the milk of paradise, whoa paradise

rooting for my american nationalist bros with top tier national music of my own country
youtube.com/watch?v=cYadPT4EWaY

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Welcome my son, welcome to the machine
Where have you been?
It's alright we know where you've been
You've been in the pipeline, filling in time
Provided with toys and 'scouting for boys'
You brought a guitar to punish your ma
And you didn't like school, and you
Know you're nobody's fool
So welcome to the machine

Welcome my son, welcome to the machine
What did you dream?
It's alright we told you what to dream
You dreamed of a big star
He played a mean guitar
He always ate in the Steak Bar
He loved to drive in his Jaguar
So welcome to the machine

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Trump is our Roundabout

MAGA

I want to see what people saw
I want to feel like I felt before
I want to see the kingdom come
I want to feel forever young
I want to sing
To sing my song
I want to live in a world where I belong
I want to live
I will survive

And I believe that it won't be very long
If we turn, turn, turn, turn, turn
Then we might learn
So where's the stars?
Up in the sky
And what's the moon?
A big balloon
We'll never know unless we grow
There's so much world outside the door
I want to sing
To sing my song
I want to live in a world where I'll be strong
I want to live
I will survive
And I believe that it won't be very long
If we turn, turn, turn, turn
And if we turn, turn, turn, turn
Then we might learn
Turn, turn, turn, turn
Turn, turn, turn
And if we turn, turn, turn, turn
Then we might learn
Learn to turn

Time for some motherfucking HIGH ENERGY

CHOSEN BY HEAVEN

As the warriors surround our major force
We begin to let the battle take it's course
Say a prayer for all men about to die
Who die in ranks without a reason why

But we'll fight it to the last
Like our fathers in the past
But we'll fight it to the last
Our swords and shields we must cast

As the soldiers charge out goes the battle cry
And blood runs into rivers where they lie
The might and muscle will not cease until the end
But every man stood ground their quest was to defend

But we'll fight it to the last
Like our fathers in the past
But we'll fight it to the last
Our swords and shields we must cast

But we'll fight it to the last
Like our fathers in the past
But we'll fight it to the last
Our swords and shields we must cast

Was this posted yet?

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In the end the final decision we all must take
Make or break
Decide what will be and our destiny

If we lose the fight armageddon will finally tell
Burn in hell
There will be no after
Be no other day

Great taste user

youtube.com/watch?v=L8PhyFbTTF0&list=PL523480D2E52C2C2B.

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It doesn't matter who wins, this game will happen in the streets tomorrow. But boy do I hope Trump wins.

Second Best Bowie user, top tier taste

fuck off with that fruitball crap, go shuve a dildo up your arse.

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HAIL TO THE KING

Streets of Rage sure has some smooth beatz.

You also need to vote, too.
Just to remind you.

Have all Burgers among you gone to vote?
I can't vote. I'm German, but I would vote, if I could.

Don't let the demon hag win, dudes!

psst, krautfag, who's worse, Merkel or Clinton?

High energy dark synthwave.

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Clinton has a higher ceiling of terror and more crimes under her belt.
Merkel, however, has already done a lot of damage.

Both need to go, but the occupying amerifriends will shoot us if we rise up too hard and too sudden.

Recently found this, seems pretty dank, not very Holla Forums though.

High energy finnish metal. Im fucking hyped.

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Great fucking song user.

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One of the few games that I actually enjoyed playing.

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WE ARE THE TRUMPIANS, MY FRIENDS.

youtube.com/watch?v=HZRsTGrvFVM

Noice. Just started getting into GosT with his newest release.

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KEK IS PURE