Mantic Ritual
Mantic Ritual (formerly Meltdown) was a thrash metal band from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. The band released their debut album through Nuclear Blast Records.
History
Origin (2004-2007)
Under the name Meltdown, Mantic Ritual began writing and recording music in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania around 2004. After the addition of guitarist Jeff Potts, the band moved to Hollywood, California in 2007 and quickly signed with metal giants Nuclear Blast.
Executioner, Departure of Dan Wetmore (2008-2009)
Citing legal reasons, the band chose to abandon the name Meltdown. This was also done to avoid confusion with other bands currently using the name. The band renamed themselves Mantic Ritual and moved back to their hometown of Pittsburgh, participating in national tours with bands including Rotting Christ and Destruction.
The band then recorded their debut album, Executioner, with famed metal producer Andy Classen (Dew-Scented, Rotting Christ) at Stage-one Studios in Borgentreich, Germany. It was released in Europe on February 27, 2009, and the US on March 10, 2009.
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ALBUMS
- Executioner released: 2009
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Thrashatonement
by: Mantic RitualIn 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,