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Двадцатипятилетний провинциальный парень Коля приезжает в Москву к своему дяде. Ему нужно как можно быстрее отдать долг, который висит на нем с прошлого места работы, он готов работать каждый день. Точнее, каждую ночь. Так как дядя устраивает племянника ночным сторожем на… кладбище. Новый сторож приступает к первому дежурству, но к тому, что происходит на кладбище, когда стемнеет, он оказывается не готов. А впереди еще не одна ночь, и Коле нужно сделать выбор: разобраться с таинственными гостями или сбежать.
This is the playlist of my most favourite epic music tracks from Two Steps From Hell. Hope you enjoy it!
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Genre: Trailer Music — Epic music — Emotional music — Choir/Orchestra/Vocal
Tracklist:
00:00:00 Heart Of Courage
00:01:57 Protectors Of The Earth
00:04:48 Winterspell
00:08:09 Victory
00:13:30 Blackheart
00:17:55 El Dorado
00:22:09 Strength of a Thousand Men
00:24:28 Northern Pastures
00:26:39 After The Fall
00:29:06 Love
Composer: Sergei Rachmaninoff
Composer, Lyricist: Eric Carmen
Arranger: Bill Ross
Piano, Arranger, Producer: David Foster
Guitar: Andre Coutu
Guitar: Michael Thompson
Percussion: Paul Picard
Drums: Dominique Messier
Keyboards: Claude Lemay
Keyboards: Yves Frulla
Bass: Marc Langis
Engineer: Felipe Elgueta
Engineer: David Reitzas
Engineer, Mixing Engineer: Humberto Gatica
Assistant Engineer: Chris Brook
Assistant Engineer: Osie Bowe
Assistant Engineer: Larry Schalit
Assistant Engineer: Paul Boutin
Programmer: Simon Franglen
Lyrics:
I aint worried bout nothin
I aint wearin na nada
Im sittin pretty, impatient, but I know you gotta
Put in them hours, Imma make it harder
Im sending pic after picture, Imma get you fired
I know youre always on the night shift
But I cant stand these nights alone
And I dont need no explanation
Cause baby, youre the boss at home
You dont gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work
But you gotta put in work, work, work, work, work, work, work
You dont gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work
We can work from home, oh, oh, oh oh
We can work from home, oh, oh, oh oh
Lets put it into motion
Ima give you a promotion
Ill make it feel like a vacay, turn the bed into an ocean
We dont need nobody, I just need your body
Nothin but sheets in between us, aint no getting off early
I know youre always on the night shift
But I cant stand these nights alone
And I dont need no explanation
Cause baby, youre the boss at home
You dont gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work
But you gotta put in work, work, work, work, work, work, work
You dont gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work
We can work from home, oh, oh, oh-oh
We can work from home, oh, oh, oh-oh
Girl, go to work for me
Can you make it clap, no hands for me?
Take it to the ground, pick it up for me
Look back at it all over me
Put in work like my timesheet
She ride it like a 63
Ima buy her no Celine
Let her ride in a foreign with me
Oh, she the bae, Im her boo
And she down to break the rules
Ride or die, she gon go
Im gon judge, she finesse
I pipe up, she take that
Putting overtime on your body
You dont gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work
But you gotta put in work, work, work, work, work, work, work
You dont gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work
We can work from home, oh, oh, oh-oh
We can work from home, oh, oh, oh-oh
Yeah, we can work from home
Yeah, we can work from home
Yeah
