Renamed and remastered what will be the first song of the next album.
How the home in which we are born marks us.

(Born Under A) Viole(n)t Sky

Composed circa 1978
I'm getting old and I'm quickly turning gray
Been married 15 years today.
But now I'm questioning just what I did with all the time
to clear my mind so I could feel much better.

Electric storm is in my head tonight
Please Mr. Thunder can you tell me who is right?
We don't smile anymore.
All we seem to do is fight. 

I'll mow the lawn and then I'll take the garbage out
It's clouding up now and it looks like rain.
All I know is what I see 
I'm crying inside and I feel like screaming

Electric storm is in my head tonight
E. F. Hutton can you tell me who is right
Dow Jones is tumbling
Prudential's falling off the rock

Guitar solo by Matt Warnick

I'll cut the lawn and then I'll take the garbage out
It's clouding up now and it looks like rain.
But now I'm questioning just what I did with all the time
to clear my mind so I could feel much better.

Electric storm is in my head tonight
Please Mr. Thunder can you tell me who is right?
We don't smile anymore.
All we seem to do is fight. 

Always take an umbrella......

Bass and guitars Matt Warnick
©Bruce Conover June 1978

Electric Storm

Monster🧌

Written by Novelli/Ruffolo
Lead guitars by RENTT https://soundcloud.com/renttt

Ash to ash
Dust to Dust
Here we go again
I pray to god but I swear
I don't think his listening
I fear the man in the mirror
worse than the Boogie Man!!
I held my mothers rosary inside my hand
Baby if you really know who I am
I don't think you would want to hold really my hand!!

London Bridge has fallen down!!
The sky has turned to red!!
The oceans fill with blood!!
I am the Monster here!!
The mask has fallen down!!
I'm the monster now!!
I hope you run!!

Monster (HoboCop x RENTT)

Contours and detours
Written and recorded by TJG May 2024

Life rarely moves in straight lines—and neither does the music. Three Photons returns with "Contours and Detours", a winding, analog-rich meditation on movement, misdirection, and the beauty of the unexpected.

Contours and Detours is my take on Gershwin's Rhythm changes with my own harmonic substitutions throughout. Written in B-flat Major with a Key change in the bridge. 

Technical Details
Rhythm Guitar: Gibson ES 335
Lead Guitar: Gibson ES 335
Guitar Amplifier: Fender George Benson Hot Rod Deluxe
Fender pedal board: Line 6 delay; Fender clean boost
Mics: a pair of Royer r10 ribbons on guitars
Mic preamps: API 312
Mixer: API 24 channel summing mixer (8200/7800)
Stereo Bus processing (API EQ and API compressor)
Final mix down to a MARA MCI JH110 1/4inch 2-track at 15 ips using ATR Master Tape.

Contours and detours

In the quiet town of Fell’s Hollow, there was once a child known for her innocent, yet eerie presence. Cloaked in white silk with a hood drawn over her face, she rarely spoke, but her sad eyes captured the sympathy of those who saw her. Despite her delicate appearance, rumours whispered of a dark tragedy that plagued her life—a secret she carried like the weight of her silk cloak.

One day, the townspeople found her body, lifeless and alone, in the woods just beyond the village. She had been betrayed by those she trusted, cast aside to die. No one came to her aid, except for a small spider, who crawled upon her fragile frame and spun a web in her final moments. When they buried her, they thought that would be the end of it. But her story was far from over.

Soon after her death, strange things began to happen. The people who had wronged her—the ones who had whispered, plotted, and stood by in silence—started disappearing. Some said they saw glimpses of a girl in white silk, her hood drawn over her face, just before the shadows swallowed them whole. No one knew for sure, but one thing became clear: the child had returned, and she was no longer the innocent girl they had once known.

The Child of Silk was now a spirit of vengeance. She commanded the spider who had witnessed her death, using it to weave webs around the lives of those who had wronged her. She sought no forgiveness, only retribution. And as her legend grew, the town became consumed with fear. The townsfolk told their children never to venture out at night, for the Child of Silk wandered the streets, waiting to punish those who deserved her wrath.

Yet even the innocent feared her. Though she would never harm them, her ghostly presence unsettled their hearts. The faint rustle of silk, the chilling touch of spider legs creeping through the dark—these were the signs that the Child was near. She was a nightmare they could not escape, even though they had done no wrong.

The only way to survive her wrath was never to see her. Legend said that if you caught a glimpse of the Child of Silk beneath her white hood, the spider would mark you as her next victim. Her curse would follow you, day and night, until the silken threads of fate wound tightly around you, sealing your doom.

The guilty tried to escape her grasp, fleeing to other towns and cities, but none could outrun her vengeance. The Child of Silk, bound to the spider who had witnessed her death, would always find them. And when she did, she watched coldly, her eyes hidden beneath her hood, as the spider carried out her will.

The Child of Silk

Shadowed and cloaked 
Tracking his pulse the thirst for the blood 
I'm first to the throat the food it choke
in the the thick of the smoke
Dismiss of your hope
Watch you twitch and convuls 
Body lay dying in the alley of drugs
Night time crime as I watch from above
Choose the kill with meanest mug
But still thier fight isn't skilled enough
For 200 years with finest stuff
Aristocratic blood from jewel pressed cup
And I've messed things up
Seen it all burn up
The predator is back and you are prey to us
Pray to the gods faces with disgust
Eyeballs bust where thier throats are crushed
Try repelling me back with your silver cross
Body falls slow with your head ripped off
What lays below awaits you now
A thousand  faces in blood they drowned 
Some will never surface
Cos they're too weighted down
In the anguish of the moment 
Stay frozen throughout 
Try to stake and burn us Ahumunas nocternum 
Immortal we are with no end determined 
The dead have never died we simply diverted
Lilith was my bride in a previous version 
For we are your opposite the human inverted
God code with a mod mode inserted
That old sat in a pyramid with Hermes 
And had war with a 100 times with your clergy

We are the night we are the might
Step out of the light feel the pressure of my bite
The immortal kiss
Drain you of  your life 
Apex prince
With a corpse as a bride

Heightened senses like nightime lenses scent sound and sight for the prowl 
Shape changing body rearranging to bats and screeching owl
Now engaging transformation 
You now contemplating something foul
The beast you facing is salivating
Snarling sound is now too loud
Stand your ground in blood your found
Return you to your family like hand me downs
Burning up victims on holy ground
Heard the sickest voice
Among the loneliest sound
I have lived it all both sides of life
From glass towers to sewers alike
Driven away pitchforks and fire
Given way to the dark desire
Ripping apart body parts to acquire 
Blood on the move how we move so quiet 
2 at least each night for diet
Most are silent some turn violent
Spray the walls with the organs from inside him
No threat no more the fall of the Lycan
The original Norse werewolf Vikings 
Out on the moors feeding on the hiking
Plague at your doors I'm the original night king 
Raging your wars unaware of the biting
If its take what's yours
Raping and fighting 
Your endangered the vampires rising


Lyrics and beat written performed and produced by Codex Scrolls 
Scribes of Avalon 2024

Dark now hunts me (Remastered)

Wonder Where You Are

Megacosm

Clathrate

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