The Horror Score

by Alter The Tides

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released July 23, 2016

Mix and Master: Travis Foster
Album Artwork: Megan Creney
Lead Vocals: John Wagoner
Lead Guitar/Vocals: Travis Foster
Guitar/Backing Vocals: Jake Washburn
Drums/Backing Vocals: Kelly Banks
Bass Guitar: Nick Owen

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Alter The Tides Bangor, Maine

True metalcore, The 5 piece outfit contains five talented musicians, based out of Bangor, Maine. A signature heavy thrashing, crashing sound of Alter the Tides. Solos, catchy riffs, with an intense rhythm section topped off with a brutal vocal style and the most intense live show you will ever see!

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Track Name: The Horror Score (Intro)
Watch as gravity falls
And as the titans crawl
Still we feel the strain
And enduring pain.

Feeding off the flesh of man
Gives them power.
We cannot give in
On this darkest hour.

They will try to manipulate you,
Turning yourself against you.
Don’t believe anything your told
From anyone believing there’s a wiser truth

Evolution will spawn
A Revolution!
Push forward not under one
And Inertia will become.
Track Name: Dimensions
We all own the same conceivable fate,
Only altered by irrational faith that holds us down.
We must break from the bonds of doubt
And guide ourselves with the lending of our own hand.

The prophecy you seek comes from the world you try to keep
Inside your mind.

This crown-less mind
Of wisdom and hope
Is now dethroned.

Fulfill your own prophecy.
Pray, beg, and plead for varied divination
But until you form your own conclusions,
Nothing will change only yourself to blame.

Dethroned
Entombed in stone
Dethroned
Entombed in stone
Track Name: Pneumatic
We built this city with the money from our pockets,
Freedom’s just a distant memory, no, it’s not this.
Remember the day you sold our voices
And made us feel like our choices were pointless?
We built this city with the money from our pockets.
Freedom’s just a distant memory no it’s not this.
Our conscious paid, reclaim your voices.

There’s not enough sirens in his town,
Don’t need this much protection.
We built this place from the ground up.
This is our home.

Pneumatic

We built this city with the money from our pockets,
Freedom’s just a distant memory, no, it’s not this.
Remember the day you sold our voices,
And made us feel like our choices were pointless?
We built this city with the money from our pockets,
Freedom’s just a distant memory no it’s not this.
Our conscious paid, reclaim your voices.

There’s not enough sirens in his town,
Don’t need this much protection.
We built this place from the ground up.
This is our home.
Track Name: Electric World
We cannot insight the past
Obey the gun
And we bleed as one

We cannot insight the past
Obey the gun
And we bleed as one
Those who protect avoid intellect
If we follow their flaws
Then we'll end up as pawns
In this game

For greed, for power
The potential is in our stance
We’ve been cowards
And now sparks shoot from our conscious
The circuit’s been made in this electric world

We cannot insight the past
Obey the gun
And we bleed as one
Those who protect avoid intellect
If we follow their flaws
Then we'll end up as pawns
In this game


Electrify the petrified
Engulfed in smoke
The fuse has broke
Behind our eyes
Lies fates design
Induce your mind
To all self kind

We’ve found ourselves in a stalemate war
Dethrone yourself
Checkmate
Leave this empty husk of yourself
Own your own sin
Checkmate (2x)

No greed, true power
The potential is in our stance
We’re no longer cowards
And now sparks shoot from our conscious
The circuit’s been made in this Electric World

We cannot insight the past
Obey the gun
And we bleed as one
Those who protect avoid intellect
If we follow their flaws
Then we'll end up as pawns
In this game
Track Name: Intermission Of Solace
(Instrumental)
Track Name: Anarki
They evince the innocence of a child!

But these children they’re not innocent.
They have blood on their hands.
Stained by their peers,
Pushed in corners hidden away.
Any chance to fight but they keep running away
Because that’s all that they've ever been taught to do.

When you put a gun in a child’s hand,

They ask for answers in the form of shards of shrapnel in our backs.
They pick out the pieces and replace them with excuses they never lack.
But when these children become leaders and our parents coincide,
We’re left with no shoulder to cry on or confide.

We are the children they left behind!

To search for a truth beyond subliminal bliss,
We learn from cautious acts of treason, something is amiss.
Response begets further response,
Shunned for trying to wrought what is right.

When you put a gun in a child’s hand,

They ask for answers in the form of shards of shrapnel in our backs.
They pick out the pieces and replace them with excuses they never lack.
But when these children become leaders and our parents coincide,
We’re left with no shoulder to cry on or confide.


When the gun is in no one’s hands

We’ll answer questions in the form of open arms and outstretched minds
We’ll form solutions that will stand the tests of time
And when were parents and our children need a place to run and hide
We’ll provide them with a shoulder to cry on and confide

And no one will be left behind
Track Name: Pyramyds
He formed them throats, that don’t allow them to talk
But we can still hear their screaming
He’s gave us minds, that don’t believe their fear is real
Forever bleeding

From the pain

Inherited for selfish reason
Our minds empty husks to fill the void in
We can’t go on
The gears of the food chain are clogged with wrong

We will be left behind nature's door.
Pain in pain out on the factory floor.

He formed them throats, that don’t allow them to talk
But we can still hear their screaming
He’s gave us minds, that don’t believe their fear is real
Forever bleeding

From the pain

Inherited for selfish reason
Our minds empty husks to fill the void in
We can’t go on
The gears of the food chain are clogged with wrong

We will be left behind nature's door.
Pain in pain out on the factory floor.
Track Name: Corporate Cataclysm
Does god bless your soul?
You’ve given up and now they know
What it’s like the real human struggle,
To Live and die and be fed to the crows.

Broken are the paths once paved,
For we are no man’s slave.
We won’t lay in our cells and rot.
End the corporate, mafia.

There will be no war
Once everyone’s locked up
Forever lost in the apocalypse

Broken are the paths once paved,
For we are no man’s slave.
We won’t lay in our cells and rot.
End the corporate, mafia.
Track Name: War Cycle (Outro)
Burn every victim, in this trip-wire addiction.
That we’ve had and couldn’t shake for far too long
We see the skin grafts in passing and pay no mind
Staged reality, a televised fable.
Open your mind and they’ll plant the cable

Break from this hell that we call our home
Forlorn from self affliction.
They’ll leave us all disarmed
For fear of lost control

End this war, extinguish it’s praise
Reduced to nothing more than cinders of a flame
As the ashes blow away in the wind
We end this vicious cycle.

Mend, every victim as a pathetic attempt to save the living.
We live, we breathe, but only for the world’s intentions.
I’ve seen the worst shit in passing, we’re running out of time.

Break from this hell that we call our home
Forlorn from self affliction.
They’ll leave us all disarmed
For fear of lost control

End this war, extinguish it’s praise
Reduced to nothing more than cinders of a flame
As the ashes blow away in the wind
We end this vicious cycle.

Buy out both ends. Sell out feeble men.
Patriotism used to mask morbid temptations,
They sold their souls.
Exalted now, thriving off exploitation
in this war of selfish contention.