"…And the Story Goes" (2013)

01: Prologue 

I won’t take you back again. No more mixed signals to send. I’ll fuckin’ write this story’s end. It’s time to let our lives begin

02: You Don’t Deserve Me 

Tear me down, cut me up, laugh out loud. And you can’t recognize who tells the truth. Scream at me, curse the air, think it through. But you can’t satisfy the hole inside of you. Who are you?, watch your back. Fuck yourself. Honestly, I thought you were the one for me.

I’ll tell you one more time: I’m just so sick of all your lies. I’m just so sick of chasing you. I’m fucking sick of all your lies, you went behind my back! I’m not answering phone calls or listening to the same ‘soundtrack’. 

This wasn’t meant to be easy but you weren’t meant to believe me. Just shut your mouth and open your eyes. And I swear (that i swear) that I won’t give in this time.

I’ll tell you one more time. I’m sick of all your lies!

Here comes the flood!

Lay back and close your eyes, the salt will blind your sight

You don’t deserve me!

This wasn’t meant to easy and you weren’t meant to believe me. Just shut your mouth and open your eyes. And I swear I won’t give in this time. I won’t give in this time.

03: Harrison Ford (vs. a Pack of Wild Boars) 

Slow down, you’re running away from this (We’ll catch your dreams ourselves) Prepare, your final chapter’s been outlawed (We’ll run this scene ourselves) Silenced, you’re begging at my feet 

So what the hell did you think? You think you have what it takes? You’re fucking nothing to me. Just try and plan your escape.

Take me back, take me back. I can’t believe I was lost now I’m found, purposely. 

You think you have what it takes?

Take me back, take me back. I can’t believe I was lost now I’m found, purposely. 

Get a life!

04: Off Your High Horse 

Wake up!

My life’s in pieces again. I’m picking glass out from underneath my feet. The depths of dreams keep me soaring…from a new perspective. 

We used to keep each other warm just for the sake of love. A mirrored ghost told you to drown in your own selfishness. I held the weight of regret in the palms of my hands. ‘Cause I’d roam these fucking city streets and not sleep for days on end. 

As time will tell us all, your conscious is my fall (yeah). Will I be alive tomorrow? Delusions are my problem. 

Oh!

Now that you’re dead to me, I can now live my dreams.  

As time will tell us all, your conscious is my fall (yeah). Will I be alive tomorrow? Delusions are my problem. 

She said “Al, whisper in my ear…forget your mind“ 

05: My Heart on Ice

This time I’ll see things through (Many years that I’m never getting back). The hourglass is up (I don’t care if this world’s consumed by black).

You said we’d save the world but we barely saved ourselves. Here rests my heart on ice. I want to live my life.

Hold me closer now, we’re too far gone.

Too far gone! Yeah!

And It’s my heart on ice, It’s your life on the line. It just goes to show how selfish we’ve become. 

06: Ocean City

Oh, hey did you see the stars tonight? You know they’re not as beautiful as your eyes. Even though we’re 200 miles away, nothing can stop me leaving this place. No tidal wave. 

And you say “Everything will fall apart in pieces around me” 

In Ocean City, we’ll finally sing away. Don’t look back, don’t look back baby.

And don’t deceive me, we’ll run as we bleed today. Don’t look back, don’t look back baby. 

Did you think about running away? I hope you know that west coast is the same. Are you misguided or alarmed? You know you’re always safe in my arms. 

And you say “Everything will fall apart in pieces around me” 

In Ocean City, we’ll finally sing away. Don’t look back, don’t look back baby.

And don’t deceive me, we’ll run as we bleed today. Don’t look back, don’t look back baby. 

We just can’t stop.

On 24th street, I saw you walk away. I won’t forget your name. 

07: Shotgun Shells are in the Back 

You don’t know what I’ve been through.

Every time I’d open my eyes, you wouldn’t spread your legs but you’d spread a lie.

Now here we are back at the start, we’ll burn this book before we read too far.

Is this a possibility that we’ll regret tomorrow? I gave you everything I had but everything’s not good enough. Mutual feelings to be shared. I can’t fucking start again if lust replaces trust.

I’ll keep this smoke in my lungs ‘till you come home.

Yeah! Oh!

You’ve seen the end of the world but still nobody cares. (Nobody)

I’ll keep this smoke in my lungs ‘till you come home.

08: Step Four (ft. Chris Fronzak of Attila)

Oh!

Seize my regrets from a purple rose. Petal by petal, as my mind runs wild. Nail this casket shut before my feelings can alienate. 

Listen up, step aside, it’s our time to shine. We went from worst to first in record time. Jealous critics give us a piece of mind. If Fronz pours these shots then we’ll be fine.

These dreams can shatter like glass. This hope can melt like ice. But now my heart’s a stone and my only vice.

(My only, my only, my only vice)

There are many things that people will regret in life, I still give no fucks. These things around me won’t affect me, I’ll never give up.

Fuck yeah! It’s time to wake this party the fuck up! This is a time to live and love life. I will never dwell on my regrets. Always living in the moment so I’ll never regret another second. If you catch my flow, you can be my lucky 7. 8, 9 shots later and it’s not even 11. Tonight’s the night to throw regrets away.

(My only, my only, my only vice).

09: Game Changer (ft. Ricky Armellino of This or the Apocalypse) 

Breathe in with this paper lung, the life you seek has just begun. It will collapse before rock bottom. The lines you repeat have made you weak. This war you believe in shows defeat.

Woah, and now your problems are mine. You’ve stepped in my life, it’s a waste of my time. Your intentions were bold and mine are pure gold. Take two steps back and watch it unfold.

Oh I know you’ve closed your eyes. You stumble around in the back of your mind. Come inside for the fuck of your life. I leave you thinking that you’re one of a kind. 

This is your war now (That you’re one of a kind). 

I wasn’t made to help your addictions. I wasn’t made to give you a glimpse of what you’re not. I wasn’t made to hold me to my actions, but at the end of the day it looks like I’m all that you’ve got.

You know you’re one of a… you know you’re one of a kind!

That you’re one of a kind.


10: She Dreams in HD 

Press your head up against my chest. Abide by this new found selfishness, that’s leaving me alone. Think about yesterday how we watched a waterfall of consequence.

…and the story goes that I will lose all hope. Everything will shatter to the ground.

Dreamer, you’re just a fragment of my mind. Just another insult to intelligence.

…and the story goes that I will lose all hope. Everything will shatter to the ground. Who I used to be, will honestly believe that life itself brings me to my knees. 

(I’ve been thinking and I know we’ll meet again for sure. My mind keeps racing trying to believe in us for sure). 

   An excerpt. Do not get offended. It’s a joke.
   “People act like they know me. They see me on stage playing in my metalcore band that I don’t write music for, my numerous appearances with different suicide girl pin up models and hear about my obscene antics like drinking a little too much after a show and falling asleep on the tour bus by myself. But it hasn’t always been this way…
      People don’t know about my early beginnings, slumming it in the trailer park. Before there was alternative pin ups, there were juggalettes. Before there were roadies and tour managers, there was packing my garbage fender bass into my Mom’s Cavlier. Before the album signings, there was the Burger King drive thru.  …and when I had reached the so called ‘pinnacle’ of my career as a quality auditor at a battery factory, I came to know Emilio Valle and the rest of the cheeky bastards. I took them under my wing to transform them from a garbage thrash band into the goliath metalcore outift known as ‘A Scent Like Wolves’. You may find some of these stories hard to believe. You may find some hard to stomach, but they are all real, and they are all my life. All of this, every word of it…
 …this actually happened…”

   An excerpt. Do not get offended. It’s a joke.

  “People act like they know me. They see me on stage playing in my metalcore band that I don’t write music for, my numerous appearances with different suicide girl pin up models and hear about my obscene antics like drinking a little too much after a show and falling asleep on the tour bus by myself. 

But it hasn’t always been this way…

      People don’t know about my early beginnings, slumming it in the trailer park. Before there was alternative pin ups, there were juggalettes. Before there were roadies and tour managers, there was packing my garbage fender bass into my Mom’s Cavlier. Before the album signings, there was the Burger King drive thru. 
 
…and when I had reached the so called ‘pinnacle’ of my career as a quality auditor at a battery factory, I came to know Emilio Valle and the rest of the cheeky bastards. I took them under my wing to transform them from a garbage thrash band into the goliath metalcore outift known as ‘A Scent Like Wolves’. 

You may find some of these stories hard to believe.
 
You may find some hard to stomach, but they are all real, and they are all my life. All of this, every word of it…

 …this actually happened…”

Al & Oli 

Al & Oli 

Thanks for coming out to Reckless Fest Lancaster! Was killer! 

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Al & Austin

Al & Austin

Come check us out on the ‘Still Reckless’ tour with Asking Alexandria in Lancaster, PA 3/31/12, we are selling tickets for $25, cheaper than the box office! help us out! Hit us up on here or on facebook.com/ascentlikewolves

Come check us out on the ‘Still Reckless’ tour with Asking Alexandria in Lancaster, PA 3/31/12, we are selling tickets for $25, cheaper than the box office! help us out! Hit us up on here or on facebook.com/ascentlikewolves

ASLW w/ ICE NINE KILLS

ASLW w/ ICE NINE KILLS

A Scent Like Wolves @ The Slio 

A Scent Like Wolves @ The Slio