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AOP Records vinyls (EU-Shop) Napalm Records vinyls Nuclear Blast vinyls EMP vinyls AOP Records (US-Shop) MVD Entertainment (USA) Digital platforms: Bandmerch (USA) Follow us: Subscribe to our channel for new releases: @AOPRecords?sub_confirmation=1 Subscribe to Spotify for new releases: AOP Records Facebook AOP Records Instagram AOP Records TikTok @aoprecords Harakiri for the sky Facebook Harakiri for the sky Instagram Harakiri for the sky TikTok @hfts_official Video by Andreas J. Borsodi Starring Emil De Cillia Peter Waldert Polya Vasileva Painting by Barbara Seebacher CGI by Vladislav Evdokimov Set Assistance Elias Borsodi Thanks to Marietta, Erich, Nicoletta. Raphaela Managment: aswallow[@] Booking Europe/UK: alexander[@] Booking North America: liamfrith[@] Booking South America: info[@] Lyrics: As autumn sets fire to days We can no longer hold on We are burning in water Steadily drowning in flames While in my dreams we’re still roaming Through these fields together In my dreams it’s still young love Yearning for forever Like the last days of a suicide kid Borrowing happiness from tomorrow Still and always craving for summer But for a summer so many years ago Those who got outcast from their hometown Will burn it down to roughly feel its warmth Like a fire-theft in times of peace Now break my heart and take your piece …oh what a flammable heart I’ve been given… Sometimes the people around you won’t understand your journey And fuck, that’s just fine, cause it was never meant for them Cause the eyes, useless when the mind is blind And by the time we learn to live, it may already be too late Maybe you think that I got thorns on my tongue Cause of the words that I said or the way I spoke But my heart was just growing roses My heart was always searching for a place in the sun Cause some days I’m the “Starry Night” Then other days I’m the suicide letter And I keep on craving for summer But for a summer many years ago And so I became who I always hated And my life, worth one more tragedy And so I destroyed everything And turned my back on the world …blame it on my wild heart… It’s a walk among tombstones Everyone I loved left or died Death still conducts, still sings our songs And this poem of life ended with a scream All Rights Reserved To Harakiri For The Sky & AOP Records © 2024
