Drivin up, goin up the county
Must be doin 90 miles or so
Mom and Dad, they're in the trunk, yeah
Sister's in the backseat, humming low,
”Oh”

Got my bags all packed and ready
Got Daddy's gun all loaded up
My love is true and my aim is steady
Brother's in the backyard coughin blood   

Our love can’t be ephemeral
Look at all the blood that’s pumpin' out
We will have no one before us,
no one after, and no more doubts

Burn everything (you know) and start again
Rip up the time
Burn every single memory
Leave nothing behind

Driving out of a fiery furnace
Tarmac’s floating down the avenue
Heaven’s burning but the burn is painless
So much sweeter than the morning dew

Our love can’t be ephemeral
Look at all the blood that’s pumpin' out
We will have no one before us,
no one after, and no more doubts

Burn everything (you know) and start again
Rip up the time
Burn every single memory
Leave nothing behind

No, nothing
is ever gonna get in our way
Fools’a rushing
straight into a storm of leaden hail

Burn everything (you know) and start again
Rip up the time
Burn every single memory
Leave nothing behind

Scorch every single part of earth
Drink every sea
Bring down the (sun, the) burning sun
And let nothing be

01. Death Drive

Oh, you wound your string too tight
Lighter
No, the nihilists were right
Tighter

And the gaps just seem to deepen
Close your blinds, and then just sleep in

Daysleeper
If they find you, just go deeper
Daysleeper

Our aggregated dreams
Prayers
Our undulating streams,
and its layers

How the nights fell by like cinders
Our pitch black minds like tinder

Daysleeper
If they find you just go deeper x2
Daysleeper x2

No rush, no rush
said Singing Thrush
There's plenty seed for each of us
And winter, sure it must be over soon

Why cling and claw
to every straw
No, dull your beak
and dull your claws
This is as close as you will ever come

02. Daysleeper

03. Jesus Freaks

Ain't Got No! I Got Life

Rise up lovers!
My heart's lacking in velocity 

Will there be others?
My blood's lacking in viscosity

Once more your big dreams fail
We're running with our big dreams, and with our hearts on our tail

Where's your symphony? 
There's no reciprocity, just grand larceny 

Running up that grand ol' hill
Don't want breezes just whirlwinds

That's some pretty phrasing,you could put it on a fucking pin

That's some pretty smile, but baby, come on, it's wearing thin

Oh, so thin
A spiders whim
And the din
of life without purpose beyond its own brim

Analyzing, 
myself like some used car salesman
And we're synthezising 
Our high held hopes with all that grit and sand

Oh, don't you call it psychology 
when we're reading our heartaches like some virology 

No,no,no baby! This is theology
We got nothing to discover beyond its own debris


Grand Old Hills (lost rehearsal space demo)

01. Blood Red Birds - Heedless Hearts

02. Blood Red Birds - Huldran

03. Blood Red Birds - Rays

04. Blood Red Birds - Run

A preview from our forthcoming single. 

Recorded in Svenska Grammofonstudion and at home, by Henrik Alsér and Blood Red Birds

Mixed and mastered by Henrik Alsér.

Will be released on Spotify and vinyl in May. 

A-side - Weight


A preview from our forthcoming single.

Recorded in Svenska Grammofonstudion and at home, by Henrik Alsér and Blood Red Birds

Mixed and mastered by Henrik Alsér.

Will be released on Spotify and vinyl in May.


B-side - Pounds

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