Music
| EVE Online: Original Soundtrack, Vol. 1 | |
|---|---|
| Soundtrack album by Real-X (Jón Hallur Haraldsson) | |
| Released | August 12, 2009 (2009-08-12) |
| Genre | Video game soundtrack |
| Length | 74:28 |
The Eve Online soundtrack was composed by Jón Hallur Haraldsson, also known as Real-X. A digital soundtrack titled EVE Online: Original Soundtrack, Vol. 1 was released on iTunes on August 12, 2009. The soundtrack comes with an audio book track EVE Chronicle – Taught Thoughts.
| EVE Online: Original Soundtrack, Vol. 1 (74:28) | ||||
|---|---|---|---|---|
| No. | Title | Writer(s) | Length | |
| 1. | "Stellar Shadows" | Real-X | 6:00 | |
| 2. | "Below the Asteroids" | Real-X | 4:37 | |
| 3. | "Rose of Victory" | Real-X | 5:47 | |
| 4. | "Merchants Looters and Ghosts" | Real-X | 6:36 | |
| 5. | "Surplus of Rare Artifacts" | Real-X | 5:59 | |
| 6. | "All Which Was Lost" | Real-X | 5:46 | |
| 7. | "I Saw Your Ship" | Real-X | 4:55 | |
| 8. | "Smoke from Down Below" | Real-X | 5:23 | |
| 9. | "The Jovian Front" | Real-X | 5:14 | |
| 10. | "Shifting the BOP" | Real-X | 5:00 | |
| 11. | "It Ends Here" | Real-X | 5:18 | |
| 12. | "EVE Chronicle – Taught Thoughts" | Real-X | 14:02 |
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