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Art of Propaganda is proud to present the highly anticipated third album of Harakiri for the Sky, III: Trauma. Released in 2014 by Art of Propaganda, Harakiri for the Sky's Aokigahara reaped widespread critical acclaim for its startling synthesis of skyscraping post-rock textures and emotive black metal fury. Breathtaking and torturous in equal measures, the highwater mark that Aokigahara set has somehow been eclipsed by III: Trauma. Immediately, the album kicks off with an 11-minute epic titled "Calling the Rain," and indeed do Harakiri for the Sky summon forces both natural and supernatural. As the record winds through seven more equally scintillating epics, III: Trauma swells and swirls, crests and crushes, effortlessly dancing between genres with nary an ounce of self-consciousness. Not for nothing is the album titled Trauma: the emotional landscapes the band travail scrape both the direst depths and fleetingly blissful extremes of the human psyche.

But, as masterful as the band are at this point, this is not new territory for Harakiri for the Sky; they have been a steady work in progress from the start. Founded in 2011 in Vienna, Austria, the aim of Harakiri for the Sky has always been to create a unique mixture of melancholy and aggression, madness and meaning, and wrapped in alternately manic/mellow songs that bridged black metal and atmospheric post-rock. The band was initially begun as a studio project by erstwhile Bifröst member M. S. joined by vocalist/lyricist J. J., and has recently been expanded to a live lineup. With that lineup secured, Harakiri for the Sky then embarked upon four successful European tours with the likes of A Forest of Stars, Der Weg Einer Freiheit, and Agrypnie among others, encompassing over 20 countries to date. Now prepared to release the masterwork III: Trauma, Harakiri for the Sky will take this volatile-yet-beautiful new concoction on the road for the remainder of 2016: massive sound-walls and the barest of emotions await!

Recorded by M.S. and Daniel Fellner
Mixed and Mastered by Daniel Fellner
Produced by M.S.
Words & Vocals by J.J.
Layout & Artwork by Tristan Svart

Lyrics:
Childhood ends… …and all our dear friends leave the town
That we were born in and grew up all together
Yearling is over, but it’s quite hard for me to be cheerfull about it
Cause the loss of secureness beggars my confidence by far

Within the end of every day I get more paranoid
By the certainty of mortality and death
Lunatic, I know, but just because I‘m paranoid
Doesn’t mean they are not after me at all

It’s beyond me and concerning
And just that I know makes me grieve so deeply…
…I don’t think we can start all over again…
It’s a safe bet, cause nothing will ever change…

Sometimes things have to fall apart to make way for better ones
This happens for sorts of different reasons and most for the wrong
Sometimes I’m on the brink to stab my heart because of this sadness
But everything happens for a reason, whether we like it or not

This life dulled me abysmally and crowned me the king of shards
Kept sucking me dry till there was nothing left but a mortal apparel
The sons of apathy consigned their souls to escort me
They won‘t see nor find me among their shadows…

…I’m a ghost now…

At least this claiming of death means nothing
And also life in a sort is just a fallacy
I said before, to love, to die
All rigged in advance, merciless devastating illusions

What you call love or affection is just a figment
Someday you’ll see, I was so damn right…
Distorted reflections, Daggers cutting lacerations
A lifelong tragedy, scavenging vultures!

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