The Killing Swans is a collection of hard rock music. the latest proof-of-concept collection of music recorded between 2024 and 2025.
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MORPHINE
Empires
Crash around her
I was there
For some time
just a taste of pain
that drips accross her lips again
was gone a long long time Before
A long way back again
And when its done
she goes away
Empires
fall around her
a vast dominion in her eyes
and in the end when all is done
she paints her eyes to hide the sun
was gone a long long time Before
A long way back again
And when its done
she goes away
Empires
fall around me
broken toys lie in the sand
the Venom weeps of heaven now
of circles round her eyes
I may choose to loose control
but only she decides
And when its done
she goes away
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SISTER TRANSISTOR
(a robot love song)
hey there sister
sweet transistor
where you goin with out no soul
so synthetic
photogenic
she’s got a face and a mind of her own
Look out
hello sister
ruby slipper
Kansas calling they couldn’t twister
she’s fantastic
automatic
so hard to hear though all of that static
xray vision
blocked transmission
hard luck stories that seem so strange
hands on fire
electric wire
I’d stay on the phone but im all out of change
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OPEN SEASON
I see the stars fallin down from the sky now
i see the moon and the sun in the sea
seven times
seven times
seven times now
its open season
its open season yea
i see the sky turning red in the night now
i hear the angel of death at my door
seven times
seven times
seven times now
they keep on knockin
they keep on knockin yea
i hear trumpet of God in the sky now
the heavens shake and they cry and they moan
Get in line
Get in line
Get in line now
its open season
its open season yea
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MY DALILA
Blinded by your eyes
Draw the curtains down
Cut the ropes around my head
Cut them to the ground
And no one digs your song now
my Dalila
And no one sings along now
my Dalila
And you, steal away
stare into the sun now
And you, steal away
stare into the sun
Crush you in my arms
Let the curtains down
Deaf and dumb and blind and weak.
Hair cut to the ground
And where you go tomorrow
my Dalila
Lie and beg and borrow
my Dalila
And they, steal away
steal away the sun now
And they, steal away
steal away the sun
Hey now now sister
Hey now now
Hey now now sister
yea
Hey there maker
come and take her.
lies drip from her skin
Same old words again
The way it’s always been
And no one digs your song now
my dalila
And no one sings along now
my Dalila
Hey now now sister
Hey now now
Hey now now sister
yea
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HEAD IN A HOLE
a coming attraction
thats two for the show
a common reaction
my head in a hole
seems like something less is
more than she can give
thers a box down in the floor
she keeps it hid
I thought I would to tell her
I thought I would know
going blind inside my mind
my head in a hole
up high on the mountain
down here on the ground
the minutes are countin
its up and its down
Head in a hole now
hea d in a hole now
now something from nothin
no faith no more
a kind of corruption
a hole in the door
seems like something less is
more than she can give
thers a box down in the floor
she keeps it hid
I thought I would to tell her
I thought I would know
going blind inside my mind
my head in a hole
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SUPERNOVA
i can see your war paint in the shadows
i dont think that im the only one
So put on your lipstick
Put on your face
I’m all out of words
Lets get out of this place
every thing about it is a cryin shame
I said it before
I’ll say it again
Drive to the sun
in my supernova
My supernova
It’s 1961
In my supernova
My supernova
the Satalight is calling from the sky now
I dont think that we’re the only ones
the mercurys risen
transmission dead
The speeds a narcotic
It will go to your head
every thing about it is a cryin shame
I said it before
I’ll say it again
this thing goes at lightspeed when you drive her
something tells me im th only oner
That’s one for the moneyr
two just for more
keys on the dashboard
four on the floor
Reach for the sky now
Reach for the stars
She’s a solar eclipse
From the surface of Mars
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40 DAYS
sing
birds of prey
40 nights and days now
shadows fall as angels
to the sand
you
only you
Know its true
the sky is blue as heaven
up above now
And I just sit here
waiting on the man
and i feel alright
like a cowboy junkie
and i feel alright
Im a wanted man
and i feel alright
yes i feel alright now
yes i feel alright
im a seventh son
hey
whats the plan
neither rocket ship nor man
can follow where im going
pray for rain
sing
birds of prey
and i feel alright
like a strung out monkey
and i feel alright
im a setting sun
and i feel alright
yes i feel alright now
yes i feel alright now
pray for rain
sing
birds of prey
40 nights and days now
shadows fall like angels
to the sand
And I just sit here
waiting on the man
sing
birds of prey
Woodenface is my band from the past comprised of Rod Riley, Mark Wagner, Marty Agey, Jack Wagner, Ed and myself.
The End Time Hand Maidens is an Americana project featuring early 20th century folk/country/bluegrass.
A R C H I V E
Violet Nine is a conceptual music project/band founded by Rick Riley. Below are, work in-progress ideas currently under development.
AMERICAN GOTHIC
Kind of a cinematic epic. Blends 30’s blues with bluegrass and European gothic cathedral choir.
d major harmonica over Bm
theme borroughed from the Civil War short story “An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge” by Ambrose Bierce
A. B capo g sing 5th
Hey mister judge man
Won’t you give me one day
Please mister Judge man
wont you give me one day
I come too many miles now
Just to hang here today
Hey mister Hang man can I Buy me some time
I come 200 miles
As the raven flies
For to many days
I have lost my way I come too many milesjust to
Hang today i come
Too many miles just to
Hang here today r
Come on now brake man
Won’t you Slow down this train There’s disaster ahead
And behind us the same
there’s a demon done driven And he
red lines his cain we’ll be
Dead on the tracks
If we don’t slow down this thing
Too many miles riding
On this train
Come on now ferryman and
Toss me a line Won’t you
Get me across
To the
Other side
The sky keeps a weeping
And the women they mourn
Too many miles through the
Raging storm
I say
Too many miles through the
Raging storm
hey mister highway man
please let me by
now my
Burden is heavy
And my
Soul run dry I traveled
16 days just to
Get on back home
There’s a woman been waiting Since the day that I run
Woman been waiting
since the
Day I run
Hey mister hang man won’t you
pass me the rye I could
use some courage as I
Face my demise
I pay you tomorrow if you
give me one day
I come
Too many miles just to
Hang today
too many miles for you to
Hang me today
This weary old world
Got me tired and worn
Cant find no peace
Since the
Day I was born
Too many miles
Since the
Day I was born
Oh Lord and savior
Please forgive me my sins
been to the edge of hell and
back again
Archive - A selection of recordings from the last several years.