- Harakiri For The Sky
- Relase date:
- January 01, 2012
- Art Of Propaganda
- Avantgardiste Black
Harakiri for the Sky tracks
1. LUNGS FILLED WITH WATER
Capture the horizon, dry tears with stale wine,
try to turn thoughts into letters, scream as loud as you can!
This empty streets seem like a grace of wounded hearts to me,
just a few hours more to come and they'll enter their long expected target.
An unending story of renunciation, my sacrifice,
once offered to this dying love as my last, final gift.
In sooner days we thought,
that in forgetting we could set ourselves free,
and you know as well as I do, that from now on,
there's nothing that can stop me anymore...
The ones who live by hope, will soon die by disappointment,
so let's stop pretending, you know it was the best decision to part our ways.
Farewells can get quite nasty, that's why I disappeared silently,
to say good bye is still the best information we can ever share.
An endless dawn slowly fades the end of the night,
as former enstrangement again defeats me from behind.
There's no denying, that without you I'm nothing,
but also with you I am still alone...
Fuck this broken heart!
The distance between us feels as far as an ocean,
when I attempt to traverse it, the raging waves wash me back ashore.
I tried so hard to reach the other side, but I lost consciousness,
'cause I don't know how to breathe, when my lungs are filled with water...
2. 02 : 19 AM, PSYCHOSIS
This city is a no man's land and I'm in the middle,
still stuck somewhere between last night and disturbing dreams.
Lost in locked up rooms, these walls feel like a casket,
from one moment to the other the dreams become my life.
Silent tappings keep creeping up from downstairs,
we're forever lost in Dystopia, but who cares?
All these charging words I could never say to you,
are gone with the years now, but somehow I miss you.
Break down the walls, they'll cath you in the rye,
one step further, the void comes closer to the edge.
Burn the bridges down, all the streets led us the wrong way,
following down the road to perdition, what a lonely place.
With shattered beleifs and hearts in hands,
we're searching for reasons, ways beyond these ruins.
With arms recently raised and gathering wounds,
now we demand our tribute for all these broken dreams.
The silence of winter is a deafening noise to my ears,
these nights drag unendingly and shadows grow longer.
I cant' understand this agony, what is it for?
When will I at last find my autumn asylum?
3. FROM YESTERDAY TO ASHES
We walked throughstony paths to avoid this crystal drought of doom,
but without taking one single look around we crashed right back in!
An episode of life can be recounted in a few trite words,
but the reverberations that remain will last from days to years.
Daring not to chase all these hours of unique ecstasy,
'cause elapsed moments can't be repeated, once gone they're lost.
I sing the word hope in inscrutable notes,
the same with certainty, I write it in illegible letters.
We were the young furious, restless and uncompromising,
these songs of love and tragedy carried us thorugh sleepless nights.
This is the time when all I was convinced of gains a new meaning,
an unknown awareness, a secret life of words.
You may say my eyes are empty and my skin is so withered,
but unlike a candle my life burns from both ends!
This is my answer to a question that was never set,
this is my anthem, this is my ode to youth!
This is my answer to a question that was never set,
this is my confession, this is my ode to youth!
4. DROWN IN MY NIHILISM
All the decisions that I made, which led me to this place,
where not wrong nor right, but urgent!
And as far as my feet will carry me and as long as my heart still beats,
thi is its rhythm, this is its beat!
As the last leaves touched the ground beneath my hands,
this summer ended before I could find my way back home.
It seems I'm still not ready for this journey to end,
but somehow I'm sorry to've left you out there all alone...
You call it home, I call it isolation.
You call it love, I call it a prison of mirrors.
You call it security, I call it last respite.
You call it life, I call it Dystopia.
Once you've heard, that these stories could be true,
now listen, this one will fucking destroy you:
All that's out in this world is just a lie,
except the pain of pure hearts and those sad songs,
that make you wanna die...
But the sea of memories that devoured me,
is not as deep as the lake you'll drown in.
These are my last words, I wish I could burn my eyes,
like all the other faceless names bury mine too behind oaken trees...
...and drown in my nihilism!
5. DACING ON DEBRIS
Answer me one last question, before I leave this place behind:
How could you stay with me for all those years, while living a lie?
I know truth is tensile, but was it what we had been looking for?
Or could we just find sleep next to each other or in sativa dreams?
We just fooled ourselves, it's so damn obvious!
Buildings burn, beloved people die, not even friendships last forever!
Sooner or later this apathy will dry up my heart,
but I keep on smirking, I keep on dancing on debris!
For so many years the only colours I saw where black-white-grey,
every morning I felt like waking up in raingarden's arms.
And when every day ends up like this, it's self-deception to still hold up hope,
same reason that I take these pills, same reason that I drink that much!
Your glance is as empty as the feeling I get while gazing at cemetery walls,
'cause when I look into your eyes it seems like staring though the eyes of the dead.
With the benefit of hindsight so many things were of no lastly use,
but there's no remorse, for me the consequences for you the guillotine!
I just turned twenty-four and life is still not getting easier,
rather more inverted. it just seems to pass faster.
The agitation I feel faces me with no other choice...
...you met me at a very strange time of my life...
Again, these painful memories obsess me and indicate,
that this is the last chance to leave the sinking ship.
Don't tell me "I love you", who the fuck do you think you are?
Spare me the lies, you don't even know who I am!
Two times I already collapsed in pulling the trigger,
the next shot won't be the third, at most the lst.
You won't succeed in lightening up the sky again,
'cause after drowning the light the stars are finally dead now!!!