Subdued and spacy, a calm before a storm, the quiet refleciton of a cool morning; then a deep sub-drop and chimes lead into a glorious meadow of pure wonder. Distant pounding percussion and magnificent orchestral strings and brass raise up the hope of humanity; the fight will be won. We will survive.

Intimate piano, a clacking clock, an angelic female vocal, distant and delicate legato strings; these are the meek beginnings of the hearts of the eternal. As they mature and grow, their confidence blossoms in parabolic glory. Massive percussion, heavenly french horns, a choir of the ages; they announce the full battle readiness of the mighty seraphim.

With delicate ticking, distant atmospheric resonances, and plucking guitars, the slow awakening begins. This place is...impossible....it's marvelous. A jubilant, angelic choir, a dancing strings and brass ostinato, and distant harps paint the picture of the promised home. One short sleep past, we wake eternally, and death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.

A somber, solemn piano brings a melody of hope during the darkest days of the final battle. Then through the fog of war, a marching percussion and trumpets cut through the cries. A forward-pushing, unstoppable momentum of light pushes through the lines of the enemy. Today the sigil of Hope was revealed, and all who stood in its path knew their end was nigh.

Sweeping, cinematic strings lay the groundwork for a hauntingly beautiful female vocalization, mourning over the lost among them, but in that remembrance a day of glory was also chiseled in stone. A distant strings ostinato, a driving percussion, and reverb-drenched french horns lead into the final passage, a dirge for the fallen heroes who laid the ground for the peace we have today.

Deep and haunting strings and piano set the stage for this rousing, emotional lift of gathering forces set to battle the armies of the enemy. No small feat, it will take the courage and effort of all to overcome. A marching set of snares and horns bring the assembly to order.

Powerful horns and majestic choirs remind us to honor those who gave the ultimate sacrifice so future generations can live in peace. Culminating in huge timpani and uprising vocals backed by brass with echoes of the greatest heroes of the age.

The march of war is upon us and the forces are gathering for the defense of their homes. Powerful horns and heroic drums muster and gain steam with soaring strings to add a sense of upcoming triumph

An ode to triumph, powerful strings and deep brass kick off the emotional and hopeful anthem of the victorious. Deep and epic French horns add a cinematic element, a nod to the epic battles of the past. Hail the victorious dead.

A lone violin matches a lone swordsman, standing silently in the sweeping, smoky ruins of the battlefield. Crimson steaks everything for miles, a testament to the fallen heroes on both sides. Marching drums herald a new change in the tides of war as the political wheel spins once more.

Look to the skies as the wings of war streak across the horizon. Brass and marching drums give way to a tempo of majestic, sweeping choir backed with ostinato and staccato that sets the pace in a driving epic finale.

Reversed synths and muted retro keys' patterns dance among spacey pings, while deep cinematic percussion lays the bedrock to the thunderous heavens above. All-consuming wonder is upon every gazing eye. Pulse-quickening risers, electric guitars, and synthetic choirs paint a beautiful Bladerunner-like scene of awe-inspiring power and shimmering nobility.