this is a wayside horn ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- what are wayside horns: wayside horns is a automated horn of safety. what are they there for: wayside horns are for people that dont here the train horn or ignore it. helps people to lt them know. hey there's a train coming. and not make people die. what is that big red floashing X for: wayside horns have a big red flash X on top so it let trains know to not to blow there horn. but if its not flashing. that lets trains know to blow the horn! thats all for the wayside horns. thanks for asking Heartland! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
@P3tREk19 күн бұрын
is it weird that i like listenning to this, like it was music?
@user-mn2pt3ef8wАй бұрын
Крутое видео
@user-oj1xl2jp1iАй бұрын
WHO MISS MILA👇
@user-oj1xl2jp1iАй бұрын
MY CHILDHOOD HERO MILA JOVOVIC ❤❤❤🎉🎉
@kirkcoatsccc594Ай бұрын
Cool vid!
@Liams-AviationYTАй бұрын
1:17 OH GOD THE WAR OF THE WORLDS TRIPODS ARE HERE
"A tornado warning is in effect for Bikini Bottom"
@brownskinkyraaa_._4973Ай бұрын
😎 CooL
@wrestlingwithjay37702 ай бұрын
1984
@user-wb8fr5vu2n3 ай бұрын
came from tiktok
@Delta-079993 ай бұрын
I don't know why i find gunfights with an alarm going off so cool
@Wesker14083 ай бұрын
The first experiment of the Covid-19 project failed, but all the flaws and weaknesses of the virus will be fixed in the future. Perhaps a new strain or a completely new virus will be able to give the desired result and affect carriers more seriously, changing them so much that it will be possible to create something new from them. The X-Virus is our future.
@AdamAdreon3 ай бұрын
they are not quiet i hear them from a mile away
@user-pj1tu6bs1w3 ай бұрын
*Belleville Subdivision
@centraliowarailproductions28103 ай бұрын
Nice catch!
@SignalMan92923 ай бұрын
Wayside horns. Defeats the purpose of quiet zones.
@UPandBNSFfan99044 ай бұрын
That is a rotry snow plow
@jpbliss14 ай бұрын
I grew up in Norfolk, NE. The outdoor sirens were really scary but also cool. Started with a wail and modulated on a major fifth interval at the top. There was one near my house...I'll never forget it!
@Creator0fEViL94 ай бұрын
The President of Umbrella Corp is the devil himself.
@Creator0fEViL94 ай бұрын
The Prince of Darkness has returned. With Kil😢 Competition Satan, evil Incarnate and Evil Himself has the banshees. Kreator is here with Pagans.
Lord Jesus Christ, my God, ye who find thy bride, in Christ alone Amen
@Tt345806 ай бұрын
Lord Jesus help thou us
@Tt345806 ай бұрын
My God,my God, behold all the earth, and rejoice in the Lord. Rejoice always in the Lord. Cease not prayer founded in anger. Those who vote for their God In Christ alone Amen
@Hopen111YT6 ай бұрын
Very cool! I got to see this once!
@Tt345806 ай бұрын
My God, my God, delivert mine face. All my enemies come from the Lord. To comfort my visage hidden in glory. My enemies triumph over my God. In my Heartist they steal, kill, and destroy my face, lifted up in thy beauty, by reason of thy brightness. My people form in the shades of hades against my garments, and blessed is my Artist in the rage of lightning. My abomination comes from thy mighty ones, o ye who enrage my skull in vain against mine poverty. Mine harlot cries out to me in desperate measure not plucked in my false witnesses risen against me in the cool of Jacob, my hidden valley in EGYPT. Ye shape my eye in the desolate. My artist turns unta the way of truth, and thou art all fair, o fairest among women My Psalmist seeks my face in Broad Day in my transgressor in the box of my potters vessel risen up out thy Harlotry in my harlot in the thief. Blessed is my cry in innocence. My God hates homosexuality in the midst of the stars in my crown triumphant over my false work lifted up in broad day, o God of my Salvation. My Help is the Lord. No man cometh unto the Father, in thy congregation will I be found walking in EGYPT. O Help my cause, O God of my Salvation. Blessed is thy Holy Oracle forever. Yay, how blind is thy Servant. My speech is converted by one death vindicated in my God Forever. I believe in a place predestined for me, o ye gates. My troubles comfort the Lord. And follow my special vindication in my ANGER. I desire what my God desires. Until behold, I am She who ANGERS the King of Glory. Forsake not me, o my God. Watch my vindications from afar, and know I have turned unta God in Heaven. My voice is my false work baptized in the morning. I desire to pretend against my God of the Sea, and all things in it. My walk is in the poor in fair color, and thy beauty in EGYPT. My flesh consumith my tongue for thy name sake in vain. O keep me far from trouble. My cry lifts up my face in the House of my anointed cherub prepared for Artists upon the rule of the Lord in the land of the living. Worship the Lord. Walk with me as a pretender of thy brightness lifted up in thy beauty. In broad day ye burn my face and comfort my flesh. To you will I transgresseth thou thy beauty. My harlot hath blinded my bands loosened in the morning star of my Salvation. My flesh is seduced by hypocrites who abandon me in innocence of my hideous face never put to shame, O God. Ye raise up my prisms against me in my Holy Ghost in EGYPT. My walk is with the Lord. My prayers are grieved by those who come from thy neighbor. But ye send me to thy Holy Place. And my flesh is not allowed to turn white according to prayer. I believe ye art able to send me to the damned who burn continually for nothing. No weapon formed against thee shall prosper. My people all comfort my Heartist in the land of the living. But ye make my EYE in shade for my names' sake only. Help thou my cause. My people are able to destroy me. They seek fear of men not entertained by my UGLY face lifted up in thy beauty. And continually transgress against my portrait of the Sea without the iron of the Lord. I am called out of EGYPT, but my harlot vindicated me in false dominion. To comfort my face lifted up in thy light in broad day. My Comforter comes from the Dark. Ye continually enlarged the troubles of my Heart set in my cellarghost of the Sea and my walk afar my enemy. My people behold the goodness of the Lord. All the days of my life. Redeem me out of this place which infuriates me. I hate all thy loved ones, and wish to not be seen by any of thy creations Forever. My Creator hast not recompensed me. Lifted up in thy beauty, by reason of thy brightness. My servant is the Lord. But thou, o Satan. we're lifted up in thy beauty, by reason of thy brightness. O God of my Salvation. My hope is removed far from my visage in Jesus Christ. Ye raise up my Vindicator. Behold, I come as a thief. Blessed is He that watcheth. Lifted up in thy beauty My people trespass against thee. To you do I redeem stress. I hate my entire body. But thou, o Satan, were anointed in the sands of the Sea. I have no more trust in the Lord. I only further believe ye are going to burn my soul in my False witnesses risen out the Sea, and all things in it. Ye accuse me of my comforts all the day. In the night my transgressor is God Almighty. I hath no hope in the Lord. Do not Abandon me. O God. My face is hideous. In poverty ye raise up my face towards ANGER. And vindicate me all the day. There is no Heritage of the Lord. My God giveth false work to people who hath not false work. And i am blind in my walk with my maker. My star is born in Space. Ye enrage my skull for pleasure hidden in the midst of fornicators. Until my lover vindicates me And transgresseth against my UGLY face lifted up in Broad Day before no man. Have mercy upon my soul in justice. My God is the most high God Indeed i believe in a place prepared for the wicked. Until my harlot sings praise to my Adulterer in blind men lifted up against my arm turned unta the light of the world. My first love hates my face. EYE despise no man, and am a reproach of my water in thy womb of my harlot. Thy angels desire to cut me off. And cast out me They hate all my ways. And ye force me to believe in the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. To comfort me with the light of the earth in my cry brought up afar by all my enemies who seek to accuse me of the pit. My people lay my EYES in EGYPT without knowledge of the Lord. My arrow is risen in the day. My palm is stretched out towards my painting. I am vexed all the day. I would have lost hope, unless I had believed in the goodness of the Lord in the place of my Gods' Pedalstool. Ye Glorify thy work to take away my joy, and further vex my Holy Spirit. To keep my flesh in derision. That ye might triumph over me hideousness. And Comfort me. I do not believe in the goodness of the Lord. For He has put my heritage upon the rule of my greed. And comforts me with a place designed by angels of the Lord. My design despiseth me. Even thy Holy Place Forever. In eternal life ye shape my skull in the morning star of Jacob. My harloty follows me in many waters. In strong Anger ye lift up my colors of the light of thy palm against my prism in all things forever, until the King beholds my face from Heaven. And continually ANGERS my walk in EGYPT. My people come from the Lord. Will ye redeem Israel, o God, and deliver me out of all my troubles. I hate my face of my face. In Jesus Christ my Lord Amen
@Tt345806 ай бұрын
My God my God, who hath thy covenant, and receiveth pure words. Who may be still the Lord. Or who believes in my box in my hidden pavilion. Help thou me. In Christ Alone
@Tt345806 ай бұрын
My God,my God, I wake up the Lord Who is in the lungs of my Artist, o ye mighty ones. Who may ascend into the hill of the Lord, or who may stand in His Holy Place. My enemies triumph over mic flesh. Lifted up in thy beauty And who may ascend into the hill of the Lord My God instills Victory in my Adulterer from afar off my portrait indeed. Who may ascend into thy Holy Place My enemies triumph over the Lord Will I see God in Heaven In Christ alone AMEN
@jonjonduran39156 ай бұрын
Can you tell not a single zombie is dead
@jonjonduran39156 ай бұрын
Double sound
@Tt345806 ай бұрын
My God, my God, I come from the Father in my Treed. If ye deninith alighn thy mighty ones. Recompense thy will not my garments In Christ alone
@Tt345806 ай бұрын
My God, my God, who may recompense thy prays. My prays come from thy temple of the ancient of days. My children seek to vindicate me, O God. And my face is evil in my harlots locks. My box cometh unto me, the fir tree, mine pine, and they seek to come up with me in the voice of my palm. To stray my words, and walk with me as confused children of the Light of the World. To be known against me in the morning. But my Help comes from the Lord He shalt choose to not be handed over to the day of my troubles. I hath no Fear. For ye walk with the Lord thy Angel of God in Jacob, o ye mighty ones. My trust perish from the Lord My prayer is in the peace of my neighbor. Ye are my velisaryn in my oracle sent to the dust. My flesh becometh the Lord. To deliver me from my revelation And appear to my house inglorious against me. My painter speakith blasphemy against me But thou, O Satan, were the anointed cherub. You were lifted up in thy beauty, by reason of thy brightness And ingloriously walk with me in white My God expandith my band in the star of the morning. But my band is the band of time in my Alacost doll in mine refugee divorce thou me. My image comforts the Lord. I would have seemed innocent against thee, but ye visit my soul in my box risen from my people. Who hath asked and received of the Lord. My Servant stands in the light. He shines against me all my days in my cellarmaiden of War converted to thy special place. But my people trespass against me. Who may ascend into the hill of the Lord. Or who may stand in His holy place. My Servant cries to my God in my Gods' harlot And follows my life of my comforter. Ye who forsake not my cry. And eat my flesh in my box. My recompense comes from the Lord. I despise all my Heartist. In Christ Forever
@Tt345806 ай бұрын
My God, my God, I refuse to become thy bride based off all things, ye know not my integrity. O help thou me. My alien life. Ye art mine craft. Worship the Lord. Ye are without name in my cellar of my Architect from my Watch lifted up in beauties against me without shame. EYE despise my ways more than max obedience of thy angels. EYE am the most ugly servant of God. Thanks for my help. In Christ Alone Forever, save my soul from falsehood in thy womb. In Christ Alone
@Hopen111YT7 ай бұрын
Great videos!
@Hopen111YT7 ай бұрын
Welcome back!
@timoty2k87 ай бұрын
Great to see youre still working
@n644620x7 ай бұрын
Nice to see Geep power still on point for a Class I railroad 👍🏻
@barrackhusseinobama8 ай бұрын
"Press x to nuke" the scp foundation: presses x 2 times
@CBD-Deboth8 ай бұрын
How often do you see trains here? I have never seen one on here.
@CBD-Deboth8 ай бұрын
The bayard saddly ends in bayard
@jesusgabrieldelacruzvega91358 ай бұрын
Welcome teamx10
@qazaqempire24469 ай бұрын
And the next virus will be stronger😂😂😂
@kwilson58779 ай бұрын
Seems you don't have proper hyperspace authorization...
@dragonchild_10 ай бұрын
I went through most of high school and all of college listening to the Marilyn Manson version as I slept. 🖤
Пікірлер
I MISS HER
Who is the evil
this is a wayside horn ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- what are wayside horns: wayside horns is a automated horn of safety. what are they there for: wayside horns are for people that dont here the train horn or ignore it. helps people to lt them know. hey there's a train coming. and not make people die. what is that big red floashing X for: wayside horns have a big red flash X on top so it let trains know to not to blow there horn. but if its not flashing. that lets trains know to blow the horn! thats all for the wayside horns. thanks for asking Heartland! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
is it weird that i like listenning to this, like it was music?
Крутое видео
WHO MISS MILA👇
MY CHILDHOOD HERO MILA JOVOVIC ❤❤❤🎉🎉
Cool vid!
1:17 OH GOD THE WAR OF THE WORLDS TRIPODS ARE HERE
🗜️🗜️🗜️🗜️🗜️🗜️🗜️🗜️🗜️🗜️🗜️🗜️🗜️🗜️🗜️🟨🟨🟨🟨🟨🟨🟨🗜️🗜️🗜️🗜️☣️☣️☣️☣️☣️☣️☣️
"A tornado warning is in effect for Bikini Bottom"
😎 CooL
1984
came from tiktok
I don't know why i find gunfights with an alarm going off so cool
The first experiment of the Covid-19 project failed, but all the flaws and weaknesses of the virus will be fixed in the future. Perhaps a new strain or a completely new virus will be able to give the desired result and affect carriers more seriously, changing them so much that it will be possible to create something new from them. The X-Virus is our future.
they are not quiet i hear them from a mile away
*Belleville Subdivision
Nice catch!
Wayside horns. Defeats the purpose of quiet zones.
That is a rotry snow plow
I grew up in Norfolk, NE. The outdoor sirens were really scary but also cool. Started with a wail and modulated on a major fifth interval at the top. There was one near my house...I'll never forget it!
The President of Umbrella Corp is the devil himself.
The Prince of Darkness has returned. With Kil😢 Competition Satan, evil Incarnate and Evil Himself has the banshees. Kreator is here with Pagans.
I appreciate all the years of "may i help you"
Nice catches!
0:16 “Tornado whining.” WARNING WARNING TORNADO WARNING WARNING WARNING
Lord Jesus Christ, my God, ye who find thy bride, in Christ alone Amen
Lord Jesus help thou us
My God,my God, behold all the earth, and rejoice in the Lord. Rejoice always in the Lord. Cease not prayer founded in anger. Those who vote for their God In Christ alone Amen
Very cool! I got to see this once!
My God, my God, delivert mine face. All my enemies come from the Lord. To comfort my visage hidden in glory. My enemies triumph over my God. In my Heartist they steal, kill, and destroy my face, lifted up in thy beauty, by reason of thy brightness. My people form in the shades of hades against my garments, and blessed is my Artist in the rage of lightning. My abomination comes from thy mighty ones, o ye who enrage my skull in vain against mine poverty. Mine harlot cries out to me in desperate measure not plucked in my false witnesses risen against me in the cool of Jacob, my hidden valley in EGYPT. Ye shape my eye in the desolate. My artist turns unta the way of truth, and thou art all fair, o fairest among women My Psalmist seeks my face in Broad Day in my transgressor in the box of my potters vessel risen up out thy Harlotry in my harlot in the thief. Blessed is my cry in innocence. My God hates homosexuality in the midst of the stars in my crown triumphant over my false work lifted up in broad day, o God of my Salvation. My Help is the Lord. No man cometh unto the Father, in thy congregation will I be found walking in EGYPT. O Help my cause, O God of my Salvation. Blessed is thy Holy Oracle forever. Yay, how blind is thy Servant. My speech is converted by one death vindicated in my God Forever. I believe in a place predestined for me, o ye gates. My troubles comfort the Lord. And follow my special vindication in my ANGER. I desire what my God desires. Until behold, I am She who ANGERS the King of Glory. Forsake not me, o my God. Watch my vindications from afar, and know I have turned unta God in Heaven. My voice is my false work baptized in the morning. I desire to pretend against my God of the Sea, and all things in it. My walk is in the poor in fair color, and thy beauty in EGYPT. My flesh consumith my tongue for thy name sake in vain. O keep me far from trouble. My cry lifts up my face in the House of my anointed cherub prepared for Artists upon the rule of the Lord in the land of the living. Worship the Lord. Walk with me as a pretender of thy brightness lifted up in thy beauty. In broad day ye burn my face and comfort my flesh. To you will I transgresseth thou thy beauty. My harlot hath blinded my bands loosened in the morning star of my Salvation. My flesh is seduced by hypocrites who abandon me in innocence of my hideous face never put to shame, O God. Ye raise up my prisms against me in my Holy Ghost in EGYPT. My walk is with the Lord. My prayers are grieved by those who come from thy neighbor. But ye send me to thy Holy Place. And my flesh is not allowed to turn white according to prayer. I believe ye art able to send me to the damned who burn continually for nothing. No weapon formed against thee shall prosper. My people all comfort my Heartist in the land of the living. But ye make my EYE in shade for my names' sake only. Help thou my cause. My people are able to destroy me. They seek fear of men not entertained by my UGLY face lifted up in thy beauty. And continually transgress against my portrait of the Sea without the iron of the Lord. I am called out of EGYPT, but my harlot vindicated me in false dominion. To comfort my face lifted up in thy light in broad day. My Comforter comes from the Dark. Ye continually enlarged the troubles of my Heart set in my cellarghost of the Sea and my walk afar my enemy. My people behold the goodness of the Lord. All the days of my life. Redeem me out of this place which infuriates me. I hate all thy loved ones, and wish to not be seen by any of thy creations Forever. My Creator hast not recompensed me. Lifted up in thy beauty, by reason of thy brightness. My servant is the Lord. But thou, o Satan. we're lifted up in thy beauty, by reason of thy brightness. O God of my Salvation. My hope is removed far from my visage in Jesus Christ. Ye raise up my Vindicator. Behold, I come as a thief. Blessed is He that watcheth. Lifted up in thy beauty My people trespass against thee. To you do I redeem stress. I hate my entire body. But thou, o Satan, were anointed in the sands of the Sea. I have no more trust in the Lord. I only further believe ye are going to burn my soul in my False witnesses risen out the Sea, and all things in it. Ye accuse me of my comforts all the day. In the night my transgressor is God Almighty. I hath no hope in the Lord. Do not Abandon me. O God. My face is hideous. In poverty ye raise up my face towards ANGER. And vindicate me all the day. There is no Heritage of the Lord. My God giveth false work to people who hath not false work. And i am blind in my walk with my maker. My star is born in Space. Ye enrage my skull for pleasure hidden in the midst of fornicators. Until my lover vindicates me And transgresseth against my UGLY face lifted up in Broad Day before no man. Have mercy upon my soul in justice. My God is the most high God Indeed i believe in a place prepared for the wicked. Until my harlot sings praise to my Adulterer in blind men lifted up against my arm turned unta the light of the world. My first love hates my face. EYE despise no man, and am a reproach of my water in thy womb of my harlot. Thy angels desire to cut me off. And cast out me They hate all my ways. And ye force me to believe in the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. To comfort me with the light of the earth in my cry brought up afar by all my enemies who seek to accuse me of the pit. My people lay my EYES in EGYPT without knowledge of the Lord. My arrow is risen in the day. My palm is stretched out towards my painting. I am vexed all the day. I would have lost hope, unless I had believed in the goodness of the Lord in the place of my Gods' Pedalstool. Ye Glorify thy work to take away my joy, and further vex my Holy Spirit. To keep my flesh in derision. That ye might triumph over me hideousness. And Comfort me. I do not believe in the goodness of the Lord. For He has put my heritage upon the rule of my greed. And comforts me with a place designed by angels of the Lord. My design despiseth me. Even thy Holy Place Forever. In eternal life ye shape my skull in the morning star of Jacob. My harloty follows me in many waters. In strong Anger ye lift up my colors of the light of thy palm against my prism in all things forever, until the King beholds my face from Heaven. And continually ANGERS my walk in EGYPT. My people come from the Lord. Will ye redeem Israel, o God, and deliver me out of all my troubles. I hate my face of my face. In Jesus Christ my Lord Amen
My God my God, who hath thy covenant, and receiveth pure words. Who may be still the Lord. Or who believes in my box in my hidden pavilion. Help thou me. In Christ Alone
My God,my God, I wake up the Lord Who is in the lungs of my Artist, o ye mighty ones. Who may ascend into the hill of the Lord, or who may stand in His Holy Place. My enemies triumph over mic flesh. Lifted up in thy beauty And who may ascend into the hill of the Lord My God instills Victory in my Adulterer from afar off my portrait indeed. Who may ascend into thy Holy Place My enemies triumph over the Lord Will I see God in Heaven In Christ alone AMEN
Can you tell not a single zombie is dead
Double sound
My God, my God, I come from the Father in my Treed. If ye deninith alighn thy mighty ones. Recompense thy will not my garments In Christ alone
My God, my God, who may recompense thy prays. My prays come from thy temple of the ancient of days. My children seek to vindicate me, O God. And my face is evil in my harlots locks. My box cometh unto me, the fir tree, mine pine, and they seek to come up with me in the voice of my palm. To stray my words, and walk with me as confused children of the Light of the World. To be known against me in the morning. But my Help comes from the Lord He shalt choose to not be handed over to the day of my troubles. I hath no Fear. For ye walk with the Lord thy Angel of God in Jacob, o ye mighty ones. My trust perish from the Lord My prayer is in the peace of my neighbor. Ye are my velisaryn in my oracle sent to the dust. My flesh becometh the Lord. To deliver me from my revelation And appear to my house inglorious against me. My painter speakith blasphemy against me But thou, O Satan, were the anointed cherub. You were lifted up in thy beauty, by reason of thy brightness And ingloriously walk with me in white My God expandith my band in the star of the morning. But my band is the band of time in my Alacost doll in mine refugee divorce thou me. My image comforts the Lord. I would have seemed innocent against thee, but ye visit my soul in my box risen from my people. Who hath asked and received of the Lord. My Servant stands in the light. He shines against me all my days in my cellarmaiden of War converted to thy special place. But my people trespass against me. Who may ascend into the hill of the Lord. Or who may stand in His holy place. My Servant cries to my God in my Gods' harlot And follows my life of my comforter. Ye who forsake not my cry. And eat my flesh in my box. My recompense comes from the Lord. I despise all my Heartist. In Christ Forever
My God, my God, I refuse to become thy bride based off all things, ye know not my integrity. O help thou me. My alien life. Ye art mine craft. Worship the Lord. Ye are without name in my cellar of my Architect from my Watch lifted up in beauties against me without shame. EYE despise my ways more than max obedience of thy angels. EYE am the most ugly servant of God. Thanks for my help. In Christ Alone Forever, save my soul from falsehood in thy womb. In Christ Alone
Great videos!
Welcome back!
Great to see youre still working
Nice to see Geep power still on point for a Class I railroad 👍🏻
"Press x to nuke" the scp foundation: presses x 2 times
How often do you see trains here? I have never seen one on here.
The bayard saddly ends in bayard
Welcome teamx10
And the next virus will be stronger😂😂😂
Seems you don't have proper hyperspace authorization...
I went through most of high school and all of college listening to the Marilyn Manson version as I slept. 🖤
Do you suppose if I- _Issue a Tornado Warning?_