Executioner
Mantic Ritual Lyrics

Life, a struggle, to meet the day,
Life is a difficult journey, to face every single day.

When hatred leads life, to take away.
When hatred becomes a driving force, it takes away everything from life.

On a field, blood marks appealing end,
On a battlefield, the end is marked by bloodshed and death.

A crimson carpet, in vain to defend.
The red carpet of blood is a hopeless and futile defense.

Bathe in gore, fight, mass suffering
Drenched in blood and amidst suffering, fighting continues.

I love destruction, the pain it brings
The destruction caused and the pain it brings is something that is enjoyed.

The hollow in my eye, devoid of god.
The empty look is devoid of any faith in God.

To say war is pain, a sick facade.
It is sickening to just state that war only causes pain.

Existence, life is done
Life ceases to exist anymore.

Solution murder on the run
A murderous solution is on the run.

I have become the executioner
The person has become an executioner.

I fight, I die, I burn in this hell,
Fighting, dying, and burning in this hellish war is the reality.

In front and in back of me, bodies fell.
Bodies falling all around – both in front and behind.

Command, no mercy, to any breath,
The command is to show no mercy to anyone – take every single breath if needed.

Shoot to hate, so there is nothing left.
Shooting to kill and hate until there is nothing left.

Inside death now, awaits now my soul,
Death is already inside and waiting for the soul.

Every hope of life lives in a bullet hole.
All hopes of life reside in a bullet hole.

Spewing of emotion, the shock remains.
Even though emotions are released, the shock stays on.

Lobotomized, Deranged
The person is rendered lobotomized and deranged.

Bodies lie on a killing plane, six feet of earth,
Bodies lie on the ground, set to rest in six feet of earth.

Death's sewer drain.
A place where death seems to drain underground.

Troops of hell, bread to kill,
Troops of hell exist solely to kill.

Horror reigns, have your fill.
Horror rules the day – it is endless.

The price of war creeps on the strongest man,
The cost of war slowly engulfs even the strongest of men.

Fire power in any hand.
A weapon of fire is present at the disposal of everyone.

Ammunition on my dinner plate,
Ammunition is equated to a dinner plate – a necessary component to continue fighting.

Bite the bullet, meet your fate.
Accept your fate and move on.