The sparkle on the edge
Of the guillotine blade
Could free my head
And feed it to the stars

But the lovely, tender hooks
You sweetly sing
Are more beautiful
And dangerous by far

The empty silver moon,
Clanged like a bell
Which to this very day
Still so rudely rings

But the violent tender hooks
You coldly sing
Are the same on which
My frozen body swings 

The only wind 
Blows through every treetop
The only wave
Breaks on every shore

If I am alive
It's no beginning
And when one day I’m dead
It is no end

For the dark and tender hooks
You softly sing
Are the ones that bring me
back to life again

Tender Hooks

Not until now
not until then
not until 
We Cum Again 

we come again

Not until then! 

WE come again

Not until Now
Not until Now 
Not until Now

Not Until Now

cloudjitsu guitar trio

Blood Turns Gold

In Search of Merch (Certified)

The golden Age of "Beowolf" 
was always bought and sold. 
Cold 
Mold

The old blacksmith said don’t you want the songs of old to be?

Certified :::Gold?
Certified Gold

Several times a year, we'll go to the to the Old hotel
it's hot as hell
Take L
As foretold 
Always , the smell gets richer silhouetted , by a tell
A slight of hand from hell
Blood turns gold
Blood turns Gold......

In Search of Merch (Certified)

Blood Turns Gold 

On pale green grass
We laid there close
Using our clothes
As sheets to lie upon

That once was love
For you and I
So came our time
Another future undone

First fell the day
Then rose the night
I felt all right
Awake and unrecovered

So fell the night
That it broke the day
I slipped away
My darkness undiscovered 

I saw each moment
Stretching out
Before my eyes to see

All of the ways 
I run and hide
Inside a fantasy

Pretending I was royalty
The king of space and time

Save up your life 
And hold it close 
Your blood turns gold
Into a terrible white light

Invest in death
If you wanna return
And you don't wanna burn
All of your precious, precious time 

I saw my whole life
Stretching out
Before my eyes to see

All of the ways 
I run and hide
Inside a fantasy

Pretending I was royalty
The king of space and time

25.1 Blood Turns Gold

Red dirt of Oklahoma on my left and right, back roads through the Mesa driving on into the night, searching for a town named for the last Comanche chief. American flags on every corner, moving soundlessly in the winds of the darkness like a ghost. Crows outside my window call me to the door, sunrise on the railway line sleeping on the floor. I was looking for myself, met the mayor on the way; he shook my hand with steel blue eyes, and I heard him say: Good to meet you, this must be your first time around. And he left me standing, lost at the crossroads without a crown. Blue sky harbinger I can’t tell you how I feel, the lines she read up upon my hand never turned the wheel. There are 14 empty temples on the same side of the face of the avatar of loneliness who beckons us to pray in the winds of the darkness like a ghost. Every journey that I take must come to an end, but for now I’ll move as long and as free as I can. The blood of my fathers has dried upon the plains with the warrior of the tribes, I hear them call my name. Good to see you, this must be your first time around, and they left me standing, lost at the crossroads without a crown.

Visit with a stranger.m4a

Groupthink (Demo 1.2)

Visit With A Stranger

What if I had not been so dismayed
When you told me bout boys you wished would notice
What if I'd had the courage to say
"They are all crazy / I think you're gorgeous"

What if instead I'd been careless and brave
When we stayed out too late and you asked to stay over
What if I had not sent you away
But we went upstairs and we became lovers

We'll never know   /   'Cause I was too shy
A romantic gentleman / Tied up inside
Lookin for courage / Can't find the words
Bound in desire / Frozen in fire

What if after a show there's a stranger
That I'd like to know and I entertained her
For one playful night I don't care so damn much
I forgot to fear and I spoke with a touch

We'll never know   /   'Cause I'm just too shy
A romantic gentleman / Tied up inside
Lookin for courage / Can't find the words
Bound in desire / Frozen in fire

Frozen In Fire

I don’t go outside now
I don’t  even know
no how
undiscovered rotten is a so and so forgotten 
There’s a secret that I’m ready to fax!

I won’t grow outside now  
Understanding nothing
no one has
To Begin with Dog 

I don’t understand
You don’t understand 

I’ll water myself and make sure I’m clean
you should do the same

To Begin With Dog

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