As much as I adore all the work of former Dead Can Dance cofounder Lisa Gerrard - I think she's one of the best talents in music today - much of it is quite dark and ominous, great for the right mood, but not too often. In this album, though, her collaborator, the veteran film composer Hans Zimmer, fills the role previously manned not very well by Dead Can Dance partner Brendan Perry. That is, he adds melody and lightness and some coherence. While Perry drew from corny 70s Greg Lake-like prog rock, Zimmer brings more classical tones into the mix. Except for the "pop" closer duet with Enya, the entire work is without lyrics, instead just Gerrard's lyricless chanting. I would have liked more of her singing, but the result is timeless. But the point here is not what was wrong with Dead Can Dance, it's what's right with this album. A beautiful flowing magnificent work that takes you through a range of emotions and styles, with strong recurring themes, like any great film soundtrack - or for that matter classical work - it mixes Gerrard's ominous chilling sounds and themes with Zimmer's grandeur, taking you through tensions, then closures. Immensely satisfying.