This tune was released by Take That in 1979. Performed here by me on my Yamaha PSR-SX900 arranger keyboard. Can you "Name That Tune"?

I have a website that contains my complete collection of tunes with their titles revealed at: www.harveytwyman.com

Name That Tune #569 by Take That

Love me Blender

Lyrics:

Forgive me for what I've done,
Just sing me the lullaby.
Those torn wings won't make you fly,
But please, just believe this time.

Lost past hides the light from me,
Still trapped in regret and dark...
Intentions of restless mind,
To make up what could've been...

A lifetime of guilt within,
Pulled under the soothing lie,
Anemic and anchored with
Cold halo you left behind.

So vulnerable...

Daylight tones the dust
From the unsettling hunt for peace,
Chained down to past.
Chimera's voices' lied!
I'm so lost and vulnerable...

Lost

Regret.

“Soul Hunt” is one of the most direct and visceral tracks on the album — a relentless vision of unseen warfare, where human souls are the prize in an eternal struggle between forces far greater than ourselves. Based on one of my oldest lyrics ever written, the song captures a world drenched in fear and metaphysical violence. Peace is yearned for but never found.

The verses paint a bleak picture: “It’s all over” declares one line; “Bloodstained icons weep in woe” ends another. These aren’t just poetic images — they’re cries from a world where fragile human lives are tossed into a cosmic battleground beyond comprehension. The music echoes this turmoil with razor-sharp, old-school thrash metal riffing, driving the message home with unrelenting force.

At its heart, “Soul Hunt” forms the eschatological core of the album — a dark framework where the sacred collides with the violent. The Latin chorus, “Libera me, Domine, de morte aeterna” (“Deliver me, O Lord, from eternal death”), taken from the Roman Catholic Office of the Dead, becomes more than a liturgical chant. It’s a desperate plea for endurance, for grace, for something to hold onto in the face of annihilation.

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SOUL HUNT

A star fell blazing, torn from the sky,
Ghostfire flickers, years burn dry.
Lunatic echoes are tearing the spheres,
Behind steel gates, the enemy appears.

He winks at me with a hollow stare –
A pupil-less gaze, a frozen glare.
"Come with me," he speaks to me, "behold!
We'll walk in the void like the gods of the old!"

Bell tolls crash on the lead-gray land,
The last fires go out, lost in the sand.
It’s all over – we fade in the tide, 
abandoned island, fortress denied.

Life’s breath is stolen, I drink from the still,
degusting the wine that the ages spill.
Spare me, O Lord, from the hunter’s chase,
Grant me, O Father, a night of grace!

Libera me Domine
de morte eterna! 
(Deliver me, O Lord, 
from eternal death)

The forest echoes from the hunting cries,
Dark shadows creep where the lost souls lie.
A soul hunt is raging deep down below,
bloodstained icons weep in woe.

Horror Sacri

Soul Hunt

Melodic progressive metal with brass jazz infusion from the debut self-titled album by Red Dust of Mars

Atlas

This instrumental track is an adaptation of an earlier song I wrote and recorded called “Age of Humans”. Unfortunately for that song, the arrangement was too uplifting and did not suit the content, which was a warning about global warming and its consequences.

So “Hope for Humanity” tries to convey a more pleasant listening experience!


Hope for Humanity

Dancing a Lifetime - De Wereld Een Dansfeest - Arthur van Schendel
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mnEhibd-qw4

Cellar Aged Wines

Dance On The Waterfront

Echi di Seta

Slow Rush

Immerse yourself in a world where smoke-stained trip-hop meets the heartbeat of modern hip-hop and the velvet glow of soul and R&B. This album drifts between dim-lit alleyways, neon reflections, and midnight drives, blending hypnotic rhythms with warm, human storytelling. Each track is built from deep grooves, atmospheric textures, and vocals that slide between confessions and swagger. It’s music for the thinkers, the wanderers, and the ones who come alive after dark. Press play, sink in, and let the pulse pull you somewhere new.

Flutter By

Melodic progressive metal with a brass jazz infusion

Atlas

Red Dust Of Mars