Oscillating synth flies through a driving taiko section. A mournful solo cello sings about the end of the Roman empire. Flashbacks of glory appear as violins and cellos intertwine with low steady legato brass, reminding us of days of grandeur, pride and conquest.

Shimmering synths fly high above a piano bed as beautiful strings ostinatos give way to a high seas adventure with giant percussion and a belting, female vocalisation hook that must be heard to believe.

An under-stated cello and light pulsing bass lay the foundation for a vengeful spirit's emergence from the afterife. Brass and legato strings fall away to a giant braam and militaristic percussion. Then it shifts gears to gather unstoppable momentum, in a chaotic and dangerous finale.

Warnings blare from somewhere in the building. Pulsing bass synth leads the way. Then the chasm opens. This is impossible. The sirens have mutated. Your pulse races. Violent percussion, impossible brass, hybrid strings, damaged psyche. This shoudn't be here.

Suspenseful and pulsing guitars and a melodic, warped clarinet warn of the raging battle for Forever. Distant metallic FX, churning cello ostinatos, and a haunting piano line are met by a driving marching percussion.

Menacing braams and high-tech risers, introduce us to a dark futuristic world. Dramatic strings ostinatos and impossibly powerful percussion drive forward with a suspenseful choir.

Pensive piano, over tremolo strings are met by a Victorian lead violin section. Building percussion and a strings ostinato clash with blasts from brass and synths.

Percussion delayed in the halls of the launch site. Contemplative piano and synths. Dramatic, driving and rhythmic strings ostinatos are met by a distant choir. This day is our last. We send our very best. The percussion intensifies; the choir's tentative determination turns into a plea for glory in one last explosive ending.

Four to the floor kick drum and discordant tremolo strings put you right in the hallway of something terrifying. Chugging staccatto cello meets electric guitar ostinatos and a menacing percussion section. You are not safe.

The maiden voyage to a new habitable planet for mankind; clock-like electric guitars and a dreamy piano melody flow into legato french horns, strings ostinatos, and rolling percussion. Then it comes into view....a new home. Pulses race, eyes widen with heroic strings and a marching percussion; we've made it.

Dark low percussion, omni-present and atmospheric synths, strings and synth ostinatos, futuristic FX all tell the tale of the guardians of Jupiter. Building and marching percussion is met by a secretive and proud melody.

Slow and blood-curdlingly dark, discordant high strings fly above the brass-fueled creature below, inching its way towards civilization. Psychological terror lives.

Longing, legato strings. Distant, low thudding hits. A sad viola laments the mortal. French horns proudly echo out a stirring counter as a womens' choir joins in, evoking a sense of greatness; of something more. Eternal are we. The crescendo of an inspiring, hopeful tomorrow is all-encompasing.

A haunting solo cello and dancing, metallic violas set the stage for a costly, battle of attrition. With soaring violins, crescendo low brass and a marching percussion, swirling synths and distant piano pings build intensity to a melodic, hook-driven finale.

Low braams, distorted alarms and signals blare an echoing warning, then fade away to a proud, suspenseful strings ostinato. Glorious and massive percussion meet stern high brass and an angelic choir in an epic battle of the heavens.