Mark E Moon – Daemons (Official Video) [COLD TRANSMISSION MUSIC]

Mark E Moon – Daemons (Official Video) [COLD TRANSMISSION MUSIC]

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Mark E Moon proudly present the second single from our forthcoming album, Resist.

Daemons speaks to what happens when we succumb to our basest needs
and the realisation of the inevitability of consequence.
The heart may reign above all things, but the soul can so often stand alone.
Daemons is a paean to the weight of personal collapse in the headlights of
life’s submission to entropy.

The heart, of course, may contain groove –
and Daemons is a dirty groove from the bottom of our cold, cold souls.
Dance, motherfucker – DANCE!

Artwork by Zsolt T. Szajbely
Music, production, etc by Mark E Moon
Released through Cold Transmission Music

Lyrics –

Heaven help me
I cannot sleep, it’s
All too much, there’s a
Devil in me
Longing to be
Free from any
Consequence of
Morality

Once, upon a
Time, I was so
Virtuous, not
Tortured by them, but
Now you find me, you’ll
Wish to unsee, all the
God damned deeds I’ve done since then

And now I’m
Giving in, to my
Fucking daemons, I’ve
Fought so hard, but I
Just can’t beat them, I
Pray to God, but
Still I feed them, they’re
Deep inside, would you
Like to meet them?
The sleep of reason
Gives birth to monsters
Crawling On me
A thousand spiders

You’ll grow colder
When you see then
The thousand yard stare, of a
Son of Eden, for the
Love of God, won’t you
Take the shot, I’m not
Trying to stop you
I’ve given up

Once, upon a
Time, I was a
Paragon, a
Prince of men, but
Now you find me, you’ll
Wish to unsee, all the
Bloody deeds I’ve done since then

And now I’m
Giving in, to my
Fucking daemons, I’ve
Fought so hard, but I
Just can’t beat them, I
Pray to God, but
Still I feed them, they’re
Deep inside, would you
Like to meet them?
The sleep of reason
Gives birth to monsters
Crawling On me
A thousand spiders

“Cry me a river, build a bridge and get over it
No one cares about your life or the fact that you exist
We’re the only voices you have to listen to
We’re the darkness burning up inside of you”

And now I’m
Giving in, to my
Fucking daemons, I’ve
Fought so hard, but I
Just can’t beat them, I
Pray to God, but
Still I feed them, they’re
Deep inside, would you
Like to meet them?
I’m giving in, to my
Fucking daemons, I’ve
Fought so hard, but I
Just can’t beat them, I
Pray to God, but
Still I feed them, they’re
Deep inside,
“Would you like to meet them?”

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#postpunk #coldwave #darkwave #gothic

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