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Mantic Ritual: "Executioner" – 2009

энциклопедия: Mantic Ritual

Состав группы:

  • Dan Wetmore – вокал, гитара
  • Jeff Potts – гитара
  • Ben Mottsman – бас
  • Adam Haritan – ударные

Mantic Ritual: "Executioner" – 2009

Композиции:

  1. One By One
  2. Executioner
  3. Black Tar Sin
  4. Death And Destruction
  5. Murdered To Death
  6. Souls
  7. Panic
  8. Double The Blood
  9. Thrashatonement
  10. By The Cemetery
  11. Next Attack

Лирика

1. One By One

Ripping at nightfall through cities of fear,
Watching your every move.
Terrorizing those who live in this land,
Screaming inhabitants in pain.

Penetrating from outside, to deep in your land,
Riding on Satan's wings.
Stopping for no one, there is no return,
Casting a spell in all who remain

As the night passes, and evil arises from deep in the depths of the ground.
No one escapes from the power of terror, metal's black curse will be found.
Chaos emerges and takes one by one, All lives to their demise.
Holy lands become taken by force, watch over with our dark eyes.

Shredding the grounds of the lands we invade,
Gathering all who remain.
Taking prisoner those who try,
To escape the power of our name.

Sending the spirit of hells evil vault,
Guiding us in our ways.
Setting ablaze the towns we invade,
Escaping from nothing impure.

As the night passes, and evil arises from deep in the depths of the ground.
No one escapes from the power of terror, metal's black curse will be found.
Chaos emerges and takes one by one, All lives to their demise.
Holy lands become taken by force, watch over with our dark eyes.

2. Executioner

Life, a struggle, to meet the day,
When hatred leads life, to take away.
On a field, blood marks an appealing end,
A crimson carpet, in vain to defend.
Bathe in gore, fight, mass suffering
Love destruction, the pain it brings
The hell in my eye's, devoid of god.
To say war is pain, a sick facade.

Existence– life is done
Solution– murder on the run
I– have become

I fight, I die, I burn in this hell,
In front and in back of me, bodies tell.
Command, no mercy, to any breath,
Shoot to hate, so there is nothing left.
Inside death now, awaits now my soul,
Every hope of life lives in a bullet hole.
Spewing of emotion, the shock remains.
Lobotomized, Deranged

Bodies lie on a killing plane, six feet of earth,
Death's sewer drain.
Troops of hell, bread to kill,
Horror reigns, have your fill.

The price of war creeps on the strongest man,
Fire power in any hand.
Ammunition on my dinner plate,
Bite the bullet, meet your fate.

3. Black Tar Sin

Take this pain I'm insane
Give all I can to melt away
The words you said split my spine
My mind is raging all the time
One lust burning in the night
Your flesh for me delight
From this day you'll melt away
Did all you could but you'll still pay
I can feel is rising up in me
To take you and do with you what I please
I never lose, always have my way
I will win with you as my prey

Meat from the bone rip your back out
Blade so free sodden in heat
Face drenched death whips, death all around
The feeble mind suffers a meltdown

The mouth spews shards of glass
Blades trace lines from your face to your ass
Drenched in lies left to breathe your ash
Sanctified thoughts destroyed like trash
Exhume all the hate that I forgave
Throw you into an early grave
My actions suck the heart from me
Your melted face my sanctity
I can see it underneath my skin
Through my pores leaks black tar sin
I never lose I always have my way
I will win with you as my prey

Mordant heat – Bodies diminish away
Vicious skin – Black display of the end as time falls away
Mordant heat – Put your fucking face to the ground
Vicious skin – Disembowelment spread the guts all around

Death flows through your every vein
Vices chain you to the pain
Nerves scream electric overload
Break down cells set to explode

4. Death And Destruction

Another day another death
You just breathed your final breath
Annihilate your living soul
Now your life is not your own

Conjuration of evilness, to end your life, bleed to suppress.
Army of hell through sonic sound, tortured body, too profound.
Destruction, from down below, the resonance of hell will flow.
On your knees, eat your lies, the speed of evil will now arise.

Feel the pain of a thousand strong
Taste the steel of hell prolonged.
You see the leather, our code of arms
Bullets and metal, Satans charms.

Conjuration of evilness, to end your life, bleed to suppress.
Army of hell through sonic sound, tortured body, too profound.
Destruction, from down below, the resonance of hell will flow.
On your knees, eat your lies, the speed of evil will now arise.

The test of time has sealed your fate
You wish to live, but its too late
Nothing can stop this metal pain
Your cries for mercy are cried in vain.

Conjuration of evilness, to end your life, bleed to suppress.
Army of hell through sonic sound, tortured body, too profound.
Destruction, from down below, the resonance of hell will flow.
On your knees, eat your lies, the speed of evil will now arise.

5. Murdered To Death

Dodging all the bullets that are flying past your head
Running for your life as they pump you full of lead
Ammunition meets the marrow falling to the ground
Just another casualty round after round

It doesn't really matter why I do these things I do
I need no rational for the things I chooses to do
Just some consolation for the shit you have to see
Ammunition costs but the murder is always free

I don't turn my back
Wait for my attack

You're better off running through a nazi mine field
Than the chances of you living with your ego as a shield
Shattering the memories that held you to the past
Slaughtering the cherished ones while I just stand and laugh

You could die by nature you could die on your own
But I think it's better if you don't die alone
Your death should be shared with nobody but me
I will end your life when your limbs cease to be

Feel the blackness of my breath
Murdered to death

6. Souls

Ancient Architecture of the Dark Ways Buried in Time
Re-Birthed Start the Master Plan of Evil Design
Genocide of the Weakness, The Artifact Falling into Their Minds
Demonic Rites Seep From the Depths of Hell's Confines

Then i Stand in Solitude as i Watch this Chaos Destroy
All the False Ways of Life this World Employs
Denial Of Life i View Before my Eyes
Desolation Like a Wind Swept Plain Makes Room, Watch the Evil Arise

Cannot Help But See What Lies Ahead
For all Existence Winds Up Dead
Imminent Death Spirit Sucking Hole
I Give You My Life I Give You My Soul

Revived From the Scripts of Hell Written in Virgin's Blood
And in Return to the Universe Shown Hate Destruction of Love
In My Mind i See You There And I'm Waiting to Suck Your Life
To Suck Your Life

Then i Stand in Solitude as i Watch this Chaos Destroy
All the False Ways of Life this World Employs
Denial Of Life i View Before my Eyes
Desolation Like a Wind Swept Plain Makes Room, Watch the Evil Arise

The Undead Rise From Tombs
The Unborn Writhe Through Wombs
You Can't Run, Face the Truth
The End Comes like a Wall of Troops

How Dare You Try to Look in My Soul
All You're Going to Find is Fire
As Existence Nears to End Our Worlds
I'm Beyond this Shit, Release Our Souls

7. Panic

The last thing you see,
The edge or my knife.
Strike you with speed,
Helping me too take your life

The last thing you feel,
Shivers up your back.
Your heart is set to explode,
Your mind now attacks

Panic
Panic
Panic
Panic

The last thing you see,
The edge or my knife.
Strike you with speed,
Helping me too take your life

The last thing you feel,
Skin torn away.
Your heart to explode,
In panic you pay.

Panic
Panic
Panic
Panic

8. Double The Blood

(инструментал)

9. Thrashatonement

In the corridors of institutions,
There's a putrid smell
Of rotting minds.
That beg for something real to hold,
Instead of processed
Useless lies.
Mothers whore their weeks away.
As daughters learn,
To do the same.

As years wear on, we'll see the day,
When numbers take
The place of names.

This is the force that marks new breath,
It's thrashing death.
It's thrashing death.

It seems that in a place so free,
The price for words
Are hardly such.
So sick of trendy censorship,
So I can't speak
You're made to suck.
Perceived as dirt because we think,
To know there's something
Truly wrong.

Gun out the thrash and bang your head,
Bullets tonight,
Ten million strong.

Thrashatonement– Burning in my eyes.
Thrashatonement– For every wasted life.

Their standards work them to no end.
So that the mind,
Cannot roam free.
All conversations sound the same.
Everyone is the
Same to me.
The creative souls that aren't tamed,
Are quarantined,
And locked away.

The stats quo suits them fine,
But only grows them,
Crooked spines.

10. By The Cemetery

Through the Gripping Cold Rests an Ugly Lie
Deadly Secrets of an Untold Life
Locked Away in a Tomb of Sin
Let the Pulse Run Let the Blood Drop
Carnage– The Soul Craves Relief
Torment– From Crawling Beneath

A Vicious Silence Swells from Underground
Headstones Collapse Incantations Resound
The Creature Assembled from the Abhorrence of Man
Lurking Under the Floor With Demonic Command

One Foolish Mistake
The Pounding Heart Begins to Ache
Listen to your Stupid Boy
Or Hang Upon a Hook to Die

The Crying at Midnight
Marked by Screams of the Clock
The Mind's Anchored Downward
And the Doors Have been Unlocked
Descend into Fate Witness Sanity's Fall
As the Body's Left Naked to Be Tortured and Mauled
Acceptance– Was it all a Lie?
Destruction– Disembowled Alive

The Unending Nightmare Constricts from all Sides
The Fire is Burning Salvation Subsides
With Black Invocation the Knife is Plunged Deep
Last Twitch of the Death Nerve The Slaughter's Complete

11. Next Attack

I speak the language of those who kill,
Seeing a murder another thrill.
I'm hearing voices of another kind,
Taking the lives of the bodies I find.

The color red fills the blackest night,
As my blade is shoved into your back.
Bodies running from every place,
As I wait for my next attack.

I smell the presence of my innocent prey,
Watching as they try to run away.
I crush their bodies as the killing begins,
Tasting the blood that flows from their limbs.

The color red fills the blackest night,
As my blade is shoved into your back.
Bodies running from every place,
As I wait for my next attack.

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