Pyramid Valley

by Mountain Howl

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moritz The quality of this album is beyond my understanding! One and a half hours of high quality rock with some really intense slow paced variation. This represents an exquisite take on a mix of blues, rock and metal influences, which blend in an exciting ride of Hendrix- and Led Zeppelin- type nostalgia. A must listen to underground fans of the genre. Favorite track: Crows of the Swamp.
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AD⚡AM Huge slab of tunes here, that never get boring. I can tell a lot of time and thought went into these melodies. Bounces around multiple genres making it sure to please the discerning music lover. Excellent.
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vladimirar Respect to You all.
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about

This album is to be listened from beginning to end. It tells a story of an imaginary society's path to utter destruction. But who are we to tell you anyway; because at its base core this is a musical journey of a band under continuous progression and change.

All 4 chapters (Fables, Prophecies, Machines, Husks), consisting of three songs each, depict a different moment in time of us as artists and as a band. Their order depicts our evolution and growth as songwriters, and even though you will hear various influences from a multitude of artists, we hope to have created something unique to the best of our capabilities.

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released March 3, 2017

All songs written and performed by Mountain Howl

Drums & Percussion - Robert Klausser
Bass & Piano - Johannes Woschitz
Guitars & Vocals - Duro Rosic

Various other instruments were used for the recording by all members

Recorded - By all members in an Austrian basement
Mixing - By all members in an Austrian bedroom
Mastering - By all members in an Austrian bedroom as well.
Field Recordings - By Duro Rosic

Thunderstrike sample in Brontophobia is credited to Mike Koenig soundbible.com/2015-Thunder-Strike-1.html

Nutrition management: By the best pizza-place across the street.

Special thanks to:
Our parents, brothers and girlfriends for putting up with our shit.

All the great artists who inspired us throughout ur lives; the giants on whose shoulders we stand, gazing at the sun.

Moriz aka Banana Mo aka Momosapiens, without whose uncle's self-made guitar the album would never have its unique guitar sound which we got to love and appreciate.

The Vienna Stoner Rock community, and all the fans who continued to support us even after we took way too long to finish this album.

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Track Name: Crows of the Swamp
the swamp lies down there brother
the swamp lies down there now

and it's all going down
we've been chased by hounds

they're chasing us, dear brother
I hope we won't be found

and it's all going down
we've been chased by hounds

these chains are noisy brother
don't you make a sound

and it's all going down
we've been chased by
voodoo zombies
reckless predators

don't you scare
the crows of the swamp
no no no no no no no no
oh don't you dare
Track Name: Kill the Lion
blasphemy is what they inherit
lets my see their negative merit
this itching rope was ment to choke my neck
strangle the life out of me
strangle my breath

I smell feedback
I speak distortion

I shit metal while i hang from the gallows

they kill the lion
so the sheep see them swing

they sold my teeth and shaved my mane
left tail and claws broken

I smell feedback
I speak distortion

I shit metal while i hang from the gallows

they kill the lion
so the sheep see them swing

see them swing
Track Name: Pig Taker Blues
hey brother, don't you know?
all they wanna do
is take your home sweet home
hey sister can't you see?
all they wanna do
is take your sweet body

snapping their fingers

sheep-shaved pig-skinned

even if my words
appear as cassandrian cries
to your appolonian ears
i still tell you
the pig taker
is a big fucking swine

covered in green and blue
printed prophecies
preaching moloch

they keep you from interfering
and seeing clear hands that reappear
to keep you from the mental fear

snapping their fingers
smelling their fingers

sheep-shaved pig-skinned

[solo!]

even if my words
appear as cassandrian cries
to your appolonian ears
i still tell you
the pig taker
is a big fucking swine

covered in green and blue
printed prophecies
preaching moloch

i am so mad
i can't take it no more
but the hatred comes to late
Track Name: Chief Joseph
the birds can't find no peace
they swing their wings to the east
far away a land of clay
under rolling rumble

riddles in the sky
they are just
visual lullabies
don't you worry child

even if the messengers of thunder
speak distortion with heavy tongues

oh my dark clouds thunder
black birds they fly again
just black dots in the sky

you better listen

heavens growling lullaby
wasn't meant to ease your sleep
like a fever burning in your belly
trembling from snore and darkening your drowning dreams

where sun rises from the far east
my sun falls west
white sons ride from rising sun
my sons run west

oh my dark clouds thunder
black birds they fly again
just black dots in the sky

from within
from deep within

incinerate my skin and leave it to the sky
let it all go up in flames, body, soul and mind
burn it all just like a calling light and i'll be your
thunder rolling down the mountain
Track Name: Circle
I'm losing my only desire
to open my eyes in the fire
and see them burning this martyr
so my bones turn to ash, prove me liar

I'm losing my only desire
to open my eyes in the fire
and see them burning this martyr
so my bones turned to ash prove me liar
Track Name: Part of the Glory
my limbs they communicate
they communicate, all so effective
my limbs they compose
they compose, to not be neglected

have I become
this fully operable machine
with lights that burn
when my eyes turn in my sockets

so take me from misery
and make me part of the glory
and liberate me

and the spiders web
their connecting nets
so infective to the defective
acceptable is the rhythm of the collective

so take me from misery
and make me part of the glory
and liberate me

and give it to me
all the marvellous scenery
and take it from me
all my dedicated loyality

oh my beautiful sky
blue is the color of your eyes
of your eyes
Track Name: Brontophobia
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Track Name: Aftermath
hailcannon!

This is the hour, this is the time. We waited for the storms to end, but they didn't. I see the best among you cover, hide and tremble in fear. This nature is not your mother. She crippled you, enslaved you.

Are we not meant to choose?
We are the solution.

You see I'm no fool. There is no algorithm. This weather is pure chaos. It's natures mad malice. Our children cry while the heavens scream. Is this how you want to live? Is this what your life is worth? We need to cleanse us from her desease.

Are we not meant to choose?
To rule or be ruled!

for the sky, they made it
now it flies, great engine
from the sky, they took it
to sleep at night

hailcannon!
Track Name: Neromania
praise the sun
burn the clouds
it's getting warm
Track Name: Husks Under the Sun
all these pretty leaves
are like children

they stumble with all this ease
they break down piece by piece

when everything crumbles on sight
oh you great beholder
where to rest my eyes on
away from this grossly incandescent light

all this pretty leaves
are like children

they stumble with all this ease
they break down piece by piece

let those children play
in their sandboxes
left to rot hollow
just like husks under the sun
Track Name: Jad
see how all we have done here
has made the soil grow so sour
Track Name: Pyramid Valley
the sand from the desert
rises from the ground
dry bones are safe down here
from any thirsty hound

oh the machines
suck everything
to the last
brittle bone

dark glass towers
they stand unbothered
by long gone years

see it uncover
see it unfold
what was swallowed whole

was it worth it to be swallowed?
was it worth it to be ruined?

castrated clouds wouldn't befather
the rain and the thunder anymore
a blazing sun, the final observer
draining the waters from shore to shore

oh the machines
rule everything
to the last
crippled soul

of those few who remained
the weak twist in shit
beasts and freaks running havok
their minds wicked and sick

won't you come along to the rhythm
and let it shake your bones

can you see the fields?
so clear and vast

with nothing left
but plain fields and desolation

in this pyramid valley