Im biased because ..
I love epic sounding music, where you can hear and see the fate of the world being held in the balance of something small and fragile, surrounded by evil, but spurned by hope.
i hear determiniation against overwhelming odds ... soilders marching into battle, while a dark storm cloud, swathing the sky in darkness, rains its misery upon men. Their feet are caked in mud, their wagons barely move. A wheel breaks on one, and the strongest take turns bearing the load of the 4th wheel, so vital is the supplies they carry, so precious is their time, and so resolute these soilders .... They march for their land, wives and children, and even the youngest among them has their lips pursed and face steeled against what they know to be their certain doom ....
Sorry im a writer by trade myself, so like the opportunity to share little shorts when the mood strikes me. Well done. Ditto with the below, a tad more variation, perhaps in the drumming, would have done wonders to this song.