A Soundtrack for the Apocalypse - Dark Dystopian Music 

Aloha comrades, I finally got 5g installed in my bunker. Enjoy my little mix of post apocalyptic tunes for your daily duties of purifying water, stitching masks, and dodging Karen zombies at whole foods.

"I've got a jar of dirt." -Captain Jack Sparrow

"Quotes are apparently mandatory for themed music videos in youtube" -me, after noticing that quotes are apparently mandatory for themed music videos in youtube.

It's been 315 days since the global outbreak, 187 days since I realized I might be the only survivor, and 3 days since the two of us found each other in the wreckage of the world and regained hope. I'd been alone so long I almost forgot that hallucinating imaginary companions is the first sign of infection.

"pretend you read something deep and meaningful here" - a bored person, 2021

2019: apocalypse music? pff 2020: Holy shit 2024: the end is near

2020 exists Secession studio: A soundtrack for apocalypse

Glad I live with the internet, where there is music for literally every scenario.

Life is *cruel.* Why should the afterlife be any different? - Davy Jones

Not gonna lie, Secession Studios has one of the most phenomenal compositions I've heard, you guys are truly masters of your craft.

Time to sit back and watch as all the quotes and one liners start flooding the comment section

Not gonna lie, I love it. i feelt like i am listening Hans Zimmer

You just couldn't pick a better year for "A Soundtrack for the Apocalypse" theme, could you?

when you're writing a dystopian horror story while listening to this and get yourself freaked out and them someone walks in and you scream..... it just hits different you know. a good different. but good job on the playlist love it

So the soundtrack for the year.

"Blyat." -A Russian.

"People desire perfection. Not knowing that perfection doesn't exist"

I wasn't expecting this to be an hour long. A surprise, to be sure, but a welcome one.

"No body expects the Spanish Inquisition!" -The Spanish Inquisitor

Got my apocalypse, got my soundtrack, time to write the bad feelings away

" nothing seems to matter anymore, but we somehow still have hope for something to matter."

Dear 2020, It was no one's fault, yet we were all completely guilty. Too blinded by political unrest to see the grave future right in front of us. Too blinded from the hatred that grew in our hearts that separated humanity just because of the color of our skin... the way we talk... the lessons we've learned... the place we grew up. We were practically aliens to each other... perhaps this was the reason for our downfall. It started one night, hundreds of people in the outcasts of Africa were dropping dead within minutes. Nobody elsewhere cared, it wasn't their family, and surely it wasn't themselves. The next day, millions were dying worldwide from this terrible new virus. Nobody was spared from the monstrosities of loss and blood. Everyone who caught it, died terrible deaths... a 100% mortality rate. Those who survived? They fought for themselves, stealing and killing anything in their path. Children were separated from their parents, left to grow up alone in a world completely destroyed by their predecessors. They killed, murdered, and plundered to survive, no mercy was given. Nobody thought it could get worse than that... but then, it happened. The undead rose from their graves. Anyone who had caught this virus and died from it was soon consumed and controlled. Many more people died that week, but the ones who survived? We finally came together, put our differences aside, and fought alongside each other to preserve humanity. But it was already too late for that. I watched as my comrades died, each and everyone of them taken by death's hand. Later, I screamed out to the streets only to find them empty... I was truly alone... the last living survivor. Anyone who reads this, be warned. We mustn't fight each other... instead, we must stand by each other till the end, or else, our hypocrisy might determine our end. Perhaps your parallel universe will survive... but it is too late for us. Signing off for one final time, The Last Human Written on March 18, 2904 - 679 days into the outbreak

"That's why they call it the apocalypse and not "the weekend of mild inconvenience" - Good Omens (?)

possible story line of this 1- a virus outbreak 2- open expanse of empy land from where humanity used to thrive 3- a group forms known as the covonant (totally not based from halo) 4- the covonant devours your friends bit by bit leaving your gang in constant panic 5- the your gang meeta another gang and forms an alliance, turns out the covonant have been attacking them too, and probably every other group there 6- the covonant creates vehicles known as crawlers 7- a super crawler nicknamed the machine 8- the machine attacks at dawn forcing your gang and your allies out of your land 9- your group creats a testimony 10 - everyone knows the end is near 11- you and your group scavange whats left and end up creating a 2nd machine 12- your gang finishes the 2nd machine and starts it up again 13- the machine is fully functional 14- your machine anihalates the other machine, as it took damage from another battle 15- the flames from the wreckage of the covonants machine was so beutiful, it was nicknamed the violet flame 16- your base is now the covonants old base and OP 17- here after the covonants rule you are now the strongest gang to exist in the waste land

'Apocalypse', literally "uncovering" in Greek, actually means a revelation or disclosure of spiritual knowledge. "A vision of heavenly secrets that can make sense of earthly realities." - Bart Ehrman on the meaning of 'Apocalypse'

“A witch ought never to be frightened in the darkest forest, Granny Weatherwax had once told her, because she should be sure in her soul that the most terrifying thing in the forest was her.” - Terry Pratchett

I'm listening to this music while reading George Orwell's 1984. Goosebumps.

*"I don't fear the walking dead."* _"Why not?"_ *"The undead are predictable. They're just decaying animals. Now the living... the living are unpredictable. Traitorous, monstrous little gremlins that only follow the rules so they don't get reprimanded. Now we've lost the rules. There's no bars being held anymore."* *"It's the **_living_** that has always terrified me. It's the **_living_** that are the real, walking monsters, here."*

"In war, victory In peace, vigilance In death, sacrifice" -The Grey Wardens

Why do I just get the urge to hug this woman?

I like this. I'm obsessed with post-apocalyptic themes.

A: “But what more can we give?” V: “Everything! So, long as we do not give into the hate. We can’t afford to go blind in this battle to win the war” “We’ll give ‘em everything we got until there’s nothing left. Until the last of us endure & survive.” (Just some dialogue written by me to your sound track). Thank you for this.

I'm typing this as i listen to: 16:22 . It truly IS one of the most beautiful pieces of music I've ever heard. It portrays in my head; the beauty of the madness of the end and that what is going to happen next is no doubt irreversible. It cannot be undone but it may be for the better. Leaving behind everything I had built, cared for and loved, all in a heartbeat. Flashbacks of the reminiscent past serenade my mind like bolts of electricity, moments of our once fulfilled life. Beneath the countless setting suns and the morning stars; time spent with you, I remember it all. I'm leaving it all to you in this world. My life here is truly done for. But I'm not giving up. My stubborn soul will live on. My next venture is to the beyond. Not the nearest planet but the next plane of existence. Haven't you realised yet? I was meant for the stars not the soil. Time for a restart. A life worth living again, People worth admiring, Waking up with no regrets nor sorrow, Being loved unconditionally once again, I want to experience it all, In a perpetual state of loop, till the fabric of reality itself pulls its curtains on me. I will to keep on living, I want to keep on loving, I will to keep on fighting for what I want and believe in, just not here anymore.

"The World Burns Around Us" is a classic. Honestly, a classic of music. I put it up there with Beethoven. Sue me.

For those on Mobile :) ~TimeStamp~ 1. 0:00 - 2:49 Outbreak 2. 2:50 - 7:30 The Expanse 3. 7:31 - 11:33 Covenant 4. 11:34 - 16:21 Devour 5. 16:22 - 19:40 The World Burns Around Us 6. 19:41 - 21:50 Crawler 7. 21:51 - 27:50 - The Machine 8. 27:51 - 30:52 Dawn was breaking 9. 30:53 - 35:57 Testimony 10. 35:58 - 38:25 In The End 11. 38:25 - 41:37 We Will Be Fire 12. 41:38 - 44:50 Ignition 13. 44:50 - 47:44 Awake 14. 47:44 - 50:56 Annihilation 15. 50:56 - 53:45 Violet Burn 16. 53:45 - 56:45 Becoming Alive 17. 56:45 - 59:36 Hereafter

This is absolutely FANTASITC. It 's like you are surviving an apocalyptic pandemic, scavenging the ruins of a once great city, feeling the hopelessness set in as the days pass and your supplies dwindle. Alone, craving human contact and company, yet terrified of the dangers posed by others in this now no longer new, brutal and selfish world. The gray skies above you darkening as it begins to rain and you make your way back to your hideout, your shelter, cold and weary. Despair setting in, knowing that your situation is not likely to change anytime soon. (Set to "Dawn was breaking")

This soundtrack works for almost all apocalyptic scenarios, zombie, infection, Nuclear, ect..

Thank you secession studio for releasing it on my birthday. I am thinking about the apocalypse that gonna happen soon and you release this. I always felt somehow connected to you. This is precious gift that i never forget.♥️

*Soundtrack comes out when it’s the day literally everyone is playing “The Last Of Us part 2”* perfect timing!

"You are late, falcon almost started without you" - A character in the Dystopian book i'm writing wile listening

This sounds like something for a Zombie movie that's going to be getting a Oscar for. It sounds incredibly fitting! I believe you guys were vishing your dreams while making this! Now that's what true artists would do! This is outstanding! You could be a AMAZING Music composer for!

"I will take what is mine... with fire.. and blood." - Daenerys Stormborn of the House Targaryen, First of Her Name, the Unburnt, Queen of the Andals and the First Men, Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, Breaker of Chains, and Mother of Dragons

"The World Burns Around Us" is my favourite. It truly is beautiful. I'm feeling some type of nostalgia... I love it.

"You ever hear the tragedy of the great civilization of humanity?" "No.." "I thought not. It's not a story the Jedi would tell you..."

Fallout, STALKER, DayZ, PUBG, Minecraft, Ark, & People sentenced to Exile: *Show Time.*

This makes me wanna write a story.

This hits on another level realizing the human instinct inside that controls our fears, the one that is both harder to restrain and to let out in the modern era, the survival instinct to purge the weaker that dares to tempt us, the feeling to help us tread the path on the game we we refer to as life. This instinct is in everyone, from the day your born, till the last hour of your life, in the end we sadly use it on the ones that have been mistaken, rumored, fround upon, betrayed, forgotten, abandoned, cheated on, exiled, outcasted, or simply tainted by the others in the same uniform, clothes, or social media networks we use. Because of this instinct we forget about the same humanity that the one in front of us has and the same for them looking at us, looking at the men and women in blue. The ones to try and uphold the law for those are doing it not cause they want to but it's because it's their job. They can have the same beliefs as you but are being treated horribly because of one of their fellow brothers or sisters had done their job irresponsibly. We as humans are a species that will travel one of two paths, either the path to forgive, remember, and move on to give the children of the future a chance to be better than the people of today, or to travel the path to pass down the same mentality's that we have as the people of today to taint the minds of future generations to live and teach their kids that other's that doesn't share the same beliefs are the enemy as how people in today's riots bring their kids to witness the horrid actions used to defend themselves and others in the same perdicument both parties are going through. You reading this comment communicating by another comment, what path would you take? Speaking person to person converted to comment to comment if you do chose to leave a comment be weary for those who are weak minded as you could be targeted being deemed an enemy for not having the same beliefs as they have.

This soundtrack is the fight for survival the only human standing as the world falls but still looking for other survivors if there is any

This is becoming more and more relevant as the days go by

I bet Greg Dombrowski relistens to his tracks countless times to get them perfected, because HOLY SHIT are all of his tracks good!

best Ive heard in a while very motivational 8:30 45:55 53:45

I heard this song while i was writing my study work (7th Semester studying Law in Germany) 1 Year ago all day and night (10 times a day) nonstop. Its such a masterpiece! Love it and i never stop listening to it. Thank you for letting us hear this absolute stunning masterpiece!

Omg, this literally sounds like Apocalypse music. I listen to this sound track every day🖤🖤🖤

Well, it is time again to sick back and let the inside speak and fellings come out.

These sound tracks would definitely suit any villain's background music

You probably won’t see this, but thank you. Your music brought me out of my writers block not specifically this but all of it I first saw (Lucifers Waltz) and I was amazed you are truely and amazing artist I wish you the best of luck.

This is like watching an apocalypse movie that’s shown through only music, you can sense the panic, the sadness and at the end..Society being rebuilt…This is amazing

The girl is looking up and to the right as if something is happening. You can almost imagine. The buzz and whir of a fleet of planes approaching like a flock of birds. while you sit shell shocked yet amazed as the planes twist and turn in an amazing dogfight the sky a vibrant light blue. The atmosphere bright as it is dark as attack boats cross the river infront of you. You see a soldier his face bright and full of life in a dark time. He sees you and smiles not noticing the enemy approaching his fellow soldiers yelling the explosive cannon mounted on the enemy boat destroys the soldiers boat before smashing into it sending it spiraling in your direction it crashes into a tree next to you blood spurts in your face from the man's body. You look up again to see the last of your country men's planes explode into a ball of fury as the blue sky turns red. Flares land all around you you frantically run to escape death but you know there is nothing you can do. Your world turns orange and red for a mere second before going pitch black. Your last thought being of the man who's blood covered you.

Hmm yes that's epic I can literally see my self in the music

8:45 no need to skip there folks just future reference for myself

We as humans think we are the best, most intelligent things on our planet but look at us now, destroying what we have worked so hard to achieve over thousands of years just to fail. That just shows you that every year, every month, every day the log we have been walking on is getting skinner and skinner until it becomes a twig and not being able to support our weight and someday that twig will snap and down goes the twig civilization falls with it as well. The truth is that we need to start over go back when we weren't destroying ourselves live the life we were ment to live.

Finch: I want to ask a question, Dominic. I don't care if you answer me or not. I just want to say this aloud... The question I want to ask is about St Mary's and Three Waters. The question that's kept me up for the last 24 hours, the question I have to ask, is: What if the worst, the most horrifying, biological attack in this country's history was not the work of religious extremists? Dominic: Well, I don't understand. We know it was. They were caught. They confessed. Finch: And they were executed, I know. And maybe that's really what happened. But I see this chain of events, these coincidences... and I have to ask: What if that isn't what happened? What if someone else unleashed that virus? What if someone else killed all those people? Would you really want to know who it was? Dominic: Sure. Finch: ... Even if it was someone working for this government? That's my question. If our own government was responsible for what happened at St Mary's and Three Waters... if our own government was responsible for the deaths of almost a hundred thousand people... would you really want to know?

The ground rang with thousands of footsteps, even the soldiers behind the guns were victims. Behind my running footsteps I heard a loud thump on the floor, a quick scream and a gunshot, and just like that the scream ended. As I was running I smashed into another girl, we both fell to the ground and I looked at her for a second, wondering who she was, how she ended up here and what she had left behind. My thoughts were cut short by the sound of a gun firing, the sound pierced my ear and my mind and swiftly brought me back to reality. All around me people were running for their lives, the youngest might have been nine. Their screaming consumed the air, I couldn't remember what silence sounded like anymore. Behind me lay a huge campsite, home to thousands of prisoners. It hadn't even been 2 weeks before the grounds were perpetrated and the doors forced open. No one knew who had saved us, they left without a trace causing mayhem and the start of a terrifying witch hunt. I stumbled to my feet once again, the swarm of whizzing bodies threatening to unsteady me. I began to pick up my pace, the forest was only a few metres away if I could get there maybe I could hide behind some of the trees until the situation died down. My legs took me faster and faster and BAM I felt the force of someone's body on mine but I kept running, SLAM, another person knocked into me almost tackling me to the ground. They didn't even notice, I glanced to my right and saw them continue to run consumed by fear and muttering prayers for safety. 10 metres away now from the forest I could make it. 9 metres, almost there, 7 metres, I guessed. I felt a sense of relief as the forest edged closer. Although it didn't guarantee my safety I saw it as some kind of haven, if I got there I'd be fine, a complete lie that I was willing to believe. My legs began to ache and my worn out soles were becoming ever more noticeable and I felt my laces begin to loosen. Almost there I told myself, a few more steps. As I brought my foot solid to the ground, mid run, my vision began to blur and I felt the strong force of someone knock me to the ground, my head hit the floor with a strong momentum and my back tensed from the force of the fall. I tried to get back up but something was on me with the weight of a rock, holding me in my place. When my eyes regained sight I saw a man standing over me, holding a gun to my face, he was wearing 'the' uniform, apart of the white army. He aimed his gun at me, hands steady and eyes straight, ready to shoot. He looked about my age, maybe a bit older give or take a couple of years, I wondered if he was patriotic or just brainwashed, or maybe those things were one in the same. I was that man now that I heard scream earlier, now it would be my screams cut short, and some onlooker would continue to run like I did praying they wouldn't share the same fate, but they would, we all would. It couldn't end like this could it, I was almost there, almost safe. It's a strange thing to want life to end so badly one minute and when your met with death suddenly the option isn't so appealing. I heard a woman's voice speak up loud and clear "shoot me, go on" I didn't even recognise myself, confident and assured, something I never had the strength to be. "Go on, do it". He held the gun closer to my head now, his eyes narrowed and he gripped the gun tighter. "Do it, I've always wanted to kill myself so go on put me out of my misery. Now it will be easier and quicker". As I said these words I realised they wern't completely said for self-preservation. If I was honest with myself, apart of me didn't care about life, hadn't for years, I didn't care for the pain or the hardships or the constant rollercoaster of difficulties. I remembered all my family issues, friend issues self issues. I could let this happen I thought, I could let him shoot me, I'm scared but it will be quick, then no more pain, no more hardships, no more of anything That's who I was, I wasn't a fighter, I never had been. Maybe occasionally I was able to pick myself back up, but on the whole I guess I was pretty weak. His face hardened, his finger pressing down on the trigger. "Go on, at least the blood won't be on my hands". This was it either I would die right now, or make it to that forest, that forest that promised nothing but more pain and fear. I felt his grip begin to ease slightly and he brought back his gun by a few millimetres, still directing it firmly towards my head. For a second he froze, he seemed confused and conflicted. I didn't waste anytime, I snatched my arms free and pushed him away, taking advantage of his hesitation, I decided that, this could be one of the rare moments when I did fight back, but no promises for future I told myself. I ran into the forest urging my legs to carry me faster and deeper into the enchanting thicket of trees and flowers. It was eerie how the beauty of the nature here contrasted the events. Gunshots pierced my ears, I turned around and saw him shooting at me. I ran deeper into the green cloud of leaves trees and bushes doing my best not to hit any. The roots on the ground tried to trip me up and I was swiftly met by huge tree trunk as I tried to steady myself. If the gunshots didn't get me I was sure one of these trees would. I ran behind a trunk and it caught the bullet for me, reminding myself to thank it later. As my foot slammed down on the muddy ground a bullet attacked a white flower, ruining it's perfect harmony. The image of a destroyed forest, once green and enchanting, flashed before my eye. My hair whipped in the wind as I ran and my body aches with stitches. As I began to slow down to quickly catch my breath I shrieked as I felt a hand clasp around my wrist tightly and pull me strongly behind a bush. My knees scraped the ground, the friction ripping my jeans, revealing bloodied scrapes and scratches. I winced. "shh" the girl said her hand releasing it's grip. I scrambled to my knees, leaning on my toes to reduce the pain and watched as the boy walked past the bush that hid us. his eyes scanned the surrounding trees, gun held eye level. Every breath I made was magnified by a thousand so I didn't release the next one. He walked ahead into the depths of the forest stopped to glance around and then slowly jogged back to the sight of terror outside the camp. I looked around, there were no other soldiers here...yet. I turned towards my saviour "I'm Jenny" she whispered. I glanced at her, her eyes were a deep deep brown, almost black but soft and kind, they contrasted her pale skin and golden blonde hair which was ruffled and messy. I guessed she had more than one encounter today with death. She reminded me of my sister. "I'm D-" I suddenly remembered what my dad told me, 'don't trust anyone'. "Urmm dorothea" she narrowed her eyes at me with suspicion, she knew it was a fake name why did I choose that name. "what did your parents hate you or something". I felt a short laugh come out. "Something like that". "Well dorothea your welcome, I just saved your life". The image of the boys gunshots at me pierced my memory "thanks" I replied " I owe you one". She smirked " if you live long enough to". I looked at her, the shock clearly visible on my face, her comment took me by surprise, a bit of a sick joke. That wasn't an option though, "don't worry I will". My voice was teasing but one look at my face and she could see the sternness in my eyes. I remembered my life before, remembered going to college. Professor Cornen's words rang in my ears, 'it's important to remember history is just the retelling of the same story'. I missed his history lessons, I wondered where he was now and I hoped he was safe. I wondered if he knew then that something like this could ever happen again... Edit: thank you everyone for the kind comments, you've made my day ❤️

"If humans one day become extinct from a catastrophic collision, there would be no greater tragedy in the history of life in the universe. Not because we lacked the brain power to protect ourselves but because we lacked the foresight. The dominant species that replaces us in post-apocalyptic Earth just might wonder, as they gaze upon our mounted skeletons in their natural history museums, why large headed Homo sapiens fared no better than the proverbially peabrained dinosaurs." -Neil deGrasse Tyson

Ugh, Outbreak is such a GREAT opening for this collection(Used to listen to just that on repeat). Listened to this while writing and 1 hr just FLEW past. Works so well for my main character, even more so as I am at the point where he disregards the life of others as they once did to him. Edit: This made it so easy to write for 3 hours. Thanks for this!!

Amazing! Official Theme for HalfLife3 when the -combine- universal union returns with full force :]

This really helped a lot with setting the tone for writing my character stories, since both parts play out on a post-apocalyptic setting.

Had a dream of watching the cosmos being torn by a black hole listening to this in my dreams, this is Forsure hands down “epic music”

Listening to this, while writing an Apocalypse-Creepypasta!

"What is it? More brutes?" "Worse" *_-SECOND WAVE COVID-19 EDITION-_* *_-THIRD WAVE COVID-19 EDITION-_* *_FOURTH WAVE COVID-19 DELUXE EDITION_*

Was doing some work on creating characters for an apocalyptic setting and this music gave me some good inspiration to come up with ideas

I am terminally ill and will soon be gone. I am so excited about returning home to the Spirit Realm. A place of breathtaking beauty, sublime peace, healing and joy. Most of all love, the meeting once again of loved ones passed on. I love the Earth and have been happy to experience life here but its been hard.

Working on a story and this was the perfect playlist to have playing in the background. Amazing music.

This is the MOST satisfying music I've heard in ages... And I dont know why 😂

Some of these tracks, especially the first four, really remind me of the Detroit Become Human OST, especially the sections relating to Markus and Connor. They're quite synthesised (though not entirely) technological tracks, and they evoke feelings of a bleak and dystopian future, but are also kind of awe inspiring.

Love it I can seriously see this music being played in alien isolation or other games where your lost in deep space on a station that’s falling apart. 10/10

The outbreak of the Violet Burn led a covenant to devour the world around us. Awake in the annihilation, I became alive. I was known as a crawler, trained the ignite the expansion of Dawn.

What I imagined while listening: A girl walks through streets, her filthy blonde hair swaying back and forth. She's covered in dirt, mud, and grease. Her clothes are nothing but rags with arm and leg holes. The homes around her are nothing but pieces of cardboard put together for shelter. She grabs a knife that rests on her belt made of rope, and spins around, stabbing her attacker in the chest. A woman, who was trying to sneak up on her from behind stumbles backward with a knife protruding from her chest. She thought she could maybe get away with stealing a young girl, but no. The girl glares at the woman and wrenches the blade from her skin. She rubs the blood off on her brown tunic, and continues walking as the woman falls to the dirt ground and slowly bleeds to death. Then, a boy sits in a shack. Slightly better built than the rest of the cardboard homes. He is at a table with whirring machines sitting in front of him. Each and every one is on. Some make buzzing noises, others have bright screens. He adjusts nobs, and pushing buttons. Hoping for some sort of signal. Maybe communication. No one responds. After hours of waiting he rests his face in his dirt covered hands. His fingernails are cracked, and dirty. A long scarf hangs from his neck, almost reach the floor of the shed. (That's just what I saw happening in my head. Hope you liked it.)

Dose anyone else here get goosebumps from the first song

I just love the artwork on this & other kinds of videos like it, just the emotion in her eyes & the stark contrast between the metal & the skin, it's so beautiful - if it was a poster for a dark dystopian movie or show, I'd watch it.

Pardon me, but is no one going to address how awesome it is that the first track in this apocalypse playlist (being posted in mid-2020) is called "Outbreak"?

I love listening to this while writing my book about the apocalypse

I'm constantly amazed by the quality and creativity in your videos. You have a unique way of bringing music and images together.

What I see?...*hunger* What I feel?... *Pain* What I want?... *Peace* And What I have?.... *W* *A* *R*

Seems fitting to listen to right about now.

I've been listening to it non-stop all week, this compilation is so inspiring, it makes me want to push my creativity beyond my thoughts

i am going to use this in my zombie animated movie when i grow up

The timing of this posting couldn't be better! I was writing a script with people from china in it, and you posted this! I really appreciate it, and this music is awesome love how you are able to capture and create this atmosphere, very excited about what you have planned for us in 2021!

This really helps while I'm working on my novel! Thanks for this awesome video, dude!

Q: What would happen if we combined Plague Inc and Rebel Inc? A: *Bolivian situation*

You truely are the best! I love every video you post. They are always filled with such emotion. I can always picture some story to go with each song. Love the work. Keep it up!

I think I’ve gone through this 10 times now, Job well done! Any more playlists like this coming as I think I’ll be wearing this one out soon and you did a marvelous job!

Man I love that rhythm in the beginning so damn much

Who else thinks this guy is above Hans Zimmer. (Exception: Interstellar soundtrack). But still, Greg makes some pieces of really beautiful pieces that lift up the soul.

You never disappoint. This is amazing. Thank you!!!

I'm addicted to this sound track

Wow your songs are truly amazing. I'm considering game design after college and every idea I have is acompanied by those masterpieces can't get them out of my head.

Bold of you to assume the zombies will be slow

Both the artwork and music is fantastic, it truly feels like a hopless world

Writing a script for a sci-fi shortfilm and this music really helped give me ideas while writing, thanks for uploading!