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Born To Wander
02:31
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2. |
Stormbound
04:36
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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
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3. |
The Lacerator
03:18
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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 -
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4. |
Wages Of A Gunslinger
05:57
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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...
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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
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6. |
Archetype Of War
06:03
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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
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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
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8. |
The Aftermath
03:28
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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
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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
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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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