Stormbound

by Outlawed

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about

While working on new material for an upcoming album, Markus Huttersberger and Hannes Waclawek decided to create a concept telling a story of an outlaw and his journey through the endless wastelands of the West. About that time Christian Höll joined the band on lead guitars.
The recording sessions for "Stormbound" were completely done in the rehearsal room - a step the band decided to take in order to reflect Outlawed’s true and original sound. Jakob Klingsbigl mixed and mastered the album. Soon after that he joined the band, playing guitars. The band was complete and a killer album had seen the light of day. The following shows proved that this impression was nothing but right.

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released October 31, 2014

Mixed & Mastered: mischmaschine.at, Oberalm, Austria
Art concept: Markus Huttersberger, Hannes Waclawek
Artwork: tomdesign – Martin Egger

Outlawed is:
Hannes Waclawek - Vocals, Bass
Markus Huttersberger - Drums
Christian Höll - Guitars, Vocals
Jakob Klingsbigl - Guitars

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Outlawed Salzburg, Austria

...Outlawed is:
Hannes Waclawek - Vocals
Markus Huttersberger - Drums
Christian Höll - Guitars, Vocals
Jakob Klingsbigl - Guitars
Tobias Langthaler - Bass

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Track Name: Stormbound
Locked up in a previous timeframe
Lies the strength of subsistence
Our roots shattered again and again

Hiding from - an undissolved nightmare
The vanguard of decay

Born to wander
Foreshocks tremble our foundations
As life conquers our walls
Born to wander
Unsettled grounds
Stormbound

The walls - Falling apart
Remembrance plies its art
A storm - Taking you forth
How will it evolve

Born to wander
Foreshocks tremble our foundations
As life conquers our walls
Born to wander
Unsettled grounds
Stormbound

Like a damp cloth thrown in the backyard
Rode hard and put away wet
Reached the end of the waking sleep

In the eye of the beholder - A scar is what's left
The riots are at rest
Track Name: The Lacerator
Their high grounds have spread - our purpose lies dead
Their archons learned to tolerate

Obscuring the fact that
You were born to -

- Lacerate -
barricades to your own perception

Yearning for perception amid the turmoil of this modern world
Leaves you stranded in a society drowning in its own oversaturation
All presumed dead

- Is it dead? -

You were born to Lacerate -
barricades to your own perception
your enemies despite every objection

As straight as a die
You return to slaughter
Reckoning's today
Conquest of your inner self - just moments away

We have returned - to hunt them down

The volatile idea has spread
Precedence effect

You were born to -
Track Name: Wages Of A Gunslinger
Birds fly in the distance above me
A crippled old gunslinger I am

The revolver's smoke - the only thing I see
As all hope is lying dead in front of me

In the distance - howling horns and hounds are seekin me
I'll run like this forever

One shot in the eye - that's what I'm worth
Can't they see it's their lifes they are taking
We all never leave this desert

Like I thought it approachs, I hear the bullets fly
Life chose the end to be a dispiteous crossfire

Hiding in distant shelter, I see them coming round
Twelf men with guns on horses want my head

I cannot live - nor will I die
Under this crown of thorns that survived through the ages
And I know what the wage is

One - Shot
Death in form of bullets flies
Hear me arise
Hatred paints the desert sky
One by one
A fractured man takes them down
Trusted ground
On which fate turns the edge around

In the distance - I hear more roaring scum that comes for me
A storm of bullets is unleashed

One shot in the eye - that's what they thought I'd deserve
But I won't back down in this crossfire
I will fall with flashing revolvers in my hands

I cannot live - nor will I die
Under this crown of thorns that survived through the ages
And I know what the wage is

Birds fly in the distance above me...
Track Name: Rotten (Tower Of Thoughts)
They are waiting for the day
Contributing to essential life's downfall

We're in war with ourselves
Standing in line to be fed

Rotten
Cast off the tower of thoughts
Rotten
Self-esteem

Time seems like deflecting our mortal truth
Why do they tell what another one should?
Deflecting substance of matter

Rotten
Cast off the tower of thoughts
Rotten Self-esteem

Cast off the tower of thoughts

You'll find nothing
But yourself
Track Name: Archetype Of War
Volatile thought from the soil of the wise
Velocity of death - inception of new mind
They'll know when the end of the day is through
That hate in a word is - you

They fall - we rise
A worrier's demise
The blunted edge spears you
The augury comes true

Ave rex Harnon
Archetype of war
Victory means to adore
While the empires collapse
- the empires collapse

Liar, hater, disbeliefer - your words won't count
Moral cleansing appointed to haunt

They fall - we rise
A worrier's demise
The blunted edge spears you
The augury comes true

Ave rex Harnon
Archetype of war
Victory means to adore
While the empires collapse

Ave rex Harnon
Archetype of war
Thy hordes kneel awaiting to demand

In the name of their gods they have been awakened
To walk the earth as the living dead

When the end is near I want to stand - where -
The Sein prevails hypocrisy
Justice is buried in ancient debris

They fall - we rise
A worrier's demise
The blunted edge spears you
The augury comes true

Ave rex Harnon
Archetype of war
Victory means to adore
While the empires collapse

Ave rex Harnon
Archetype of war
Thy hordes kneel awaiting to demand
- The entire mass

Modern war -
Adjusted form of retaliation

Bring what they deserve - To the deceivers
Archaic monuments - Unto thy believers
The wake of devastation will lead us
Track Name: Endless Wastelands Part I
Our kind has walked this land - With bloody guns in hand
Their manners and rights are lost - once built with our bare hands
What remains from north to south - Are these endless wastelands
Track Name: The Aftermath
Black - the endless depth it is when you're staring into the ozon
Knowledge - fading from the hidden part leads you into constant sorrow

They are like Animals - they hunt and rape - mortifying the hounds
It's a human strain to go around while going to the ground

Hating life seems an empathy which one cannot deny
Wandering in this restless world looking to the sky

you see -

The Aftermath of their possession

Pain - the only thing you feel when your thoughts come to a end
Memories of humanity's fools when your life's up to descend
Apcalypse seems a mediocre timeframe that we all have entered
Stuck in all these depths come take your look around - welcome to the house of sorrow

you loose your mind in this bullshit
.... where are the remnants of this life?....
.... we are the remnants of mankind

We are here and lead our lives - beneath impostumes of the kill
Let your nameless soul arise - and stand together for free will

You are high on - somone else's thoughts made to make you feel
Behind the wall of desolation the only thing that's real is

you loose your mind in this bullshit
.... where are the remnants of this life?....
.... we are the remnants of mankind

We are here and lead our lifes - beneath impostumes of the kill
Let your nameless soul arise - and stand together for free will

May trust begin to rise - the ostracized arise
Ressurrect as more - than the shamefaced ever adore
Track Name: Endless Wastelands Part II
In a time that lost it's grace
Hectoring counterfeit
Was a man who walked defaced
As a slave of the self-conceit

Weapons of loyal duty - in his hands
Where is this land's beauty - they wanted to possess

Heritage of sense for lies
The unity has died
This is the time
Lost - within blood-smeared morality

Walking on our source's debree
Forgotten is what once was free
The haze of pretense outlasts
These endless wastelands

Outpacing the foothills of death
It is dissolving
How this scavenger hunt we call life
Has left ourselves behind
And no one can aim or shoot at what is left for us

Marching on forgotten paths

Heritage of sense for lies
The unity has died
This is the time
Lost - within blood-smeared morality

Walking on our source's debree
Forgotten is what once was free
The haze of pretense outlasts
These endless wastelands

Heritage of sense for
- lies