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Principium
03:35
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Watch the walks - Pretend to be good
Smooth and innocent - A good conversation
A piece of cake - Come in and have some tea
Settle down and breathe - I wanna show you something
You will die of joy - Try not to scream
It annoys me - Better rip it out your tongue
See - call - talk
Trick - play - prepare
Stab - gag - beat
Erase - sip – bury
I have plans to streamline
It will be harder to find me
If I don't leave clues
Take off the head and rush
Remove the brain and crush
Pierce your eyes and push
The river takes all the dirt
At each end there is a piece
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Dementia
04:12
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Before I could realize, believe me, I could no longer explain how I did it.
My speech can’t follow my reasoning and my actions speak for themselves...
Unconscious desires
What I was, I will be again. But now who am I?
What I was ten seconds ago could deceive, choke and lie
If you force my memory, I'm able to die
I shivered in the face of death, my hands shook even more
If I knew I would get tired, I would have done it before
I fight against a brain trauma, I shared a bullet in your mind
If they open up your head, another trauma they will find
Dementia - on your own
Deteriorates your mind and your soul
Decaying in Dementia - my nerves
I'm drowning in Dementia – below
My functions weaken every moment
I can't even breathe, I can't control
Life does not surprise
Death is a reprise
When he died I didn't lie - I was another
When I come back to myself, I don't know who's next
It's like the weight of the universe is fighting with the weight of a drop
It's a freaking lie - I don't have the cure by my side
It's a freaking lie - Everyone keeps me in the lie
We are part of the scum
We are those who are feared
We are part of the freaks
The crazy bastards who also kills
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Deceiver
04:05
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Money shut up the truth as easily as it makes crime a new reality!
Tycoon - deceiver who was promote
He left - his legacy of dirt and shit
Abuse - that was his way of working
Defenseless - their preys was only underages
The crap of being a big pile of garbage
So much money and it does not count it’s your own shit
The powerful are interested in this partnership
President, prince, producer and his own wife
Character is not bought or learned, it is in attitudes and conscience
The very highest are doomed to decay. The head does not support the most intimate desires.
Run over the notion of acceptable, wrong, criminal and more
Choice and storage of goods: exploit, threat, beat, abuse
Choice and storage of goods: arrest, enslave, invade, force
We realize the fame and status covered up the sluttyness
A distant island that served as a cage
Brainwashing in exchange for lost dreams
A trip without return and the loss of innocence
What was sought resulted in trauma and tragedy
This is the world where we all have a price
Killed by someone
A forged suicide
Great friends shut him up
Your mouth shut erases just one
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Inmate #999005
03:16
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Your crime didn't kill you and it did not make you pay for it
Took the life of an innocent
Shut up the chest of secrets
My reputation is worth more than a life
A good possessive plan
However much there was a subliminal message
That guy had something compromising to say
A close friend who knew and did too much
If someone knew, shame would come and stay
Run and hide and scream and tremble and bleed and breathe and cry and suffer and die
Dodged the law and moved society with the force of his word
The killer confessed and was refreshed in the mind of a toxic humanity
Why not a pinch of belief to further soften the image?
The abuses of the past now abuse death and the heads of fools
The trained are blinded by the fallen religion
A masterstroke to reverse fame
Pour the lie, believers live on the lie
Follow the bible and its cycle:
Better to punish than to judge
Follow the bible and its cycle:
Without respect, just select
Follow the bible and its cycle:
An honor is worth more than life
Follow the bible and its cycle:
The rotten above all
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Breathe, then bleed for me
So deep and intimate
So strange and so sick
Shout but don’t disturb
Better get it over with
I signed another fake piece, very dirty and cheap
That skin didn't even serve to warm the pigs
As much as I tried to give some use
This pile of bones is just getting in the way
Called me impulsive and gross
But I just wanted to remove a coat
A favor in exchange for peace
I didn't have to lie or cheat
No one thanked or did for me
What is a body? Does not matter
We know that nobody keeps them for long
We can enjoy it while it's fresh
Someone will have to do the dirty work
Arms, eyes, heart, skin
Nothing that could have ever been hurt
Hands and ears
The remains can be found at the top of a tree
Or cut inside a car
Maybe resting inside a wall
Or just the dust in a trash can
“When children start killing their
parents you will remember me.”
I am nobody - nobody's anguish - no body, no crime
I am nobody - nobody's pain - nobody's death, nobody's last breath
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OCD
03:30
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It was born with me, finishing always relieves me
All on the same line - side by side
I see the blood coming down, sometimes red and turning brown
All on the same line - side by side
If one of them - don't collaborate - destroy my goal
Start all over again - with more hate - to make it work
The details – can’t fail - stuck in jail
Like my song - stay strong - doesn't last long
The more we repeat the actions, the more we improve
My rituals are with me, a routine of obsessions
Already the thoughts... They dominate me
The voices tell me to be more aggressive
Perfection – symmetry – repetition – beliefs
Compulsion – cycle - anxiety – disease
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I'm a Killer
03:58
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Hate takes me when the fool speaks
If he thinks, it’s already a reason to kill him
Your presence is heavy like the world
Every word said is a knife that pierces my ears
How does anyone allow this race to exist?
A walking shit that rots the rest of life
If I agree with mediocrity,
I will be nobody else in the middle of human chaos
But if I interfere,
I will be helping to clean up other people's messes
I am the wolf that scares the sheep
I am the truth that terrifies worship
I am the direct way, without masters
Without inventions, I am what I am
I’M A KILLER
Purposely spill the blood
Purposely push to ...
Purposely to the abyss
Better than getting it wrong is to finish before it gets worse
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Slaughterhouse
04:06
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On those walls there was human skin
Red with blood color, white pieces like old tissue
A liquid that looked like sweat and fat
Butcher plastics separated the stinking chambers that held different secrets
Slaughterhouse – The red house
Slaughterhouse - The damn house
The air has an unbearable weight
I see the desire burn and turn into flame
I see him get sick and sacrifice
From dust to dust
From clay to mud
I understood the presence of familiar faces
My unconscious bumps me and involves traumas
It's hilarious to realize that right now everyone deserves
Because the ending will make them understand too
A second here, a year goes by outside
A second here, out there another life
When the agony ends, I feel relieved
I came out of the damn butcher shop
But the worst was still waiting for me
It was another time, another year
Everyone was strange and thought I was a crazy bum who was
Walking around creating fictions and the existence of a nonexistent place
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Paranóia
04:02
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Dissociação – Descompensação – Paranóia – Desconexão
Memórias ocultadas por serem pesadas
A mente desintegra as cenas passadas
A identidade se perde no tempo
Mas sou um alguém em algum momento
Em minha direção – a neblina dificulta – a visualização – do que está reprimido
Aceite o real, abrace a dor, não culpe o sofrimento
Mude a projeção, aceite a si mesmo, não use sua sombra
A realidade traz a angústia
de ter cometido o avesso e o amoral
A malícia de um paranóide
Os instintos inconscientes
Uma revolta por ego ameaçado
Não domino meus pensamentos
Vivo em meus desejos e fantasias
O escuro paira na mente e contradições
O luto, a dor e o tempo me dobra na mão
Me torno um fantoche na minha melancolia
Em meus delírios e alucinações
Reprimo todos os vestígios da realidade
A catarse é uma ironia no psicodrama
A repugnância viril e a moral febril
Preparando a lobotomia que vai resultar na explosão da minha mente
Preparando a lobotomia que vai me arrancar as memórias indecentes
Dispense anestesia. Fure minha visão e arranque o pedaço, uma reprogramação!
Fui levado a acreditar
Que minhas ações chegariam a me matar
As visões eram mais reais
Do que as terapias mensais
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Daimonos Natal, Brazil
Slamming Brutal Death Metal band from Brazil, Rio Grande do Norte. Since 2013.
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