“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.

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Soul Hunt

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Hotdogs (Single)

“Flames” ignites with explosive hyperpop energy, blending fiery synths, glitchy textures, and pounding dance rhythms. The track builds like a blaze, starting with shimmering sparks before erupting into a full-on inferno of sound. It’s euphoric, chaotic, and unstoppable—a sonic wildfire that pulls you into its heat and doesn’t let go. Perfect for late-night raves, neon-soaked drives, or whenever you need to feel completely alive.

Flames

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Rhythm Call is an 80's pop rock song about wanting that special someone.  The words Rhythm Call can be imagined into anything your heart desires.

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Cliff McInnes - Holiday(Written by Cliff McInnes, produced and performed by Gordon McInnes)

A track my father wrote sometime back in the early eighties(possibly 1983/1984) and originally recorded onto tape cassette which was originally a poor quality recording.  Here I have reproduced the track whilst trying to maintain the charm of the original song in a way I hope my dad would have approved of. Hope you enjoy!

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Cliff McInnes-Holiday(Written By Cliff McInnes/Produced And Performed By Gordon McInnes)

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multidisciplinary creator—a poet, artist, and gamer whose work bridges emotional depth with digital imagination. His poetry leans into haunting beauty and redemptive themes, while his visual art often draws from anime-inspired aesthetics and metaphor-rich storytelling. As a gamer, Juan explores interactive worlds not just for play, but as canvases for narrative and mood.
He’s also deeply curious about the future of music, especially as AI reshapes how sound is made, shared, and felt. Juan sees AI not as a replacement for human creativity, but as a collaborator—one that can amplify emotion, unlock new sonic textures, and help artists translate feeling into form. In his vision, the future of music is a fusion: human soul meets machine precision, crafting soundscapes that are both intimate and infinite.

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