Jhator
Harakiri for the Sky Lyrics

Sundown! A blood-red sunset and the curtain of night devours the light,
The sun has set and the darkness is taking over, creating an eerie red glow. It's like looking at two different worlds coming together.

Somehow this gloaming looks like a painting of two worlds that collide.
The sunset is so intense that it seems like two completely different worlds are clashing.

As if you marked it in your dying wish,
It feels as though the dying person had a wish for this specific sunset.

This farewell couldn't be a more impressive sight.
The beauty of the sunset is an impressive sight to behold, but it's also a goodbye to the person who is dying.

So these are our last common hours,
These are the last few hours the artist and the dying person will have together before the person passes on.

Cause tomorrow you'll be laid to rest, at first light.
The person will be buried the next day when the sun is rising.

The days get shorter, even if I try to shout off my head,
No matter what the singer does, the days keep getting shorter as winter approaches.

Weird that every day has its own name but the night holds only one.
It's odd that every day has a name to describe it, but the night is always just called 'night.'

But also nascent darkness won't lull me to sleep,
Even though the night is dark and silent, it won't lull the artist to sleep because they have seen the horrors of death.

Since I've seen these leeches separating the flesh from your bones,
The artist has seen the physical decomposition of a dead body and the sight haunts them.

But I don't care if I should crash these walls like waves,
The singer is ready to embrace the end of their life and doesn't care if they go out with a bang.

I don't care if I should all too soon face the end of my days.
The artist is ready to accept death whenever it may come.

I don't care wherever this numbness should lead me.
The singer is so disconnected from life that they don't care where they end up after they die.

And I don't care, that I couldn't care less!
The singer is apathetic towards everything, even their own detachment from life.

Das letzte Herbstlaub fällt, wie Gedärme auf Beton.
The last leaves of autumn are falling, reminding the singer of guts spilling onto concrete.

Die Luft wird kalt und kälter, der Kopf erstarrt im Frost.
The air gets colder and the artist's mind feels frozen.

Betäubt und regungslos, blau und ausgeweidet.
The person who is dying is numb and motionless, their skin turning blue like a gutted animal.

Verhallt das letzte Wort - im leeren Raum
The last sound the dying person makes echoes in the empty room.

Would you die for me, if I say please?
The singer is wondering if someone would give their life for them if they asked.

I'd take this numbness with me to the bitter end!
The artist would rather die detached from life than experience the pain of living.

So if you see me stumble, please let me drown!
If the artist is struggling in life, they want to be left to suffer and eventually die.

Please take me out! I'm already dead!
The artist feels like they're already dead and and wants someone to put them out of their misery.

You know, I walked the path of sorrow once before,
The singer has experienced great loss and pain in the past.

So I will depart and nevermore return,
The artist has resigned themselves to death and will never return to life once they pass on.

There's only one decision in our lives we can choose on our own: Vultures or worms?
The only choice we get to make in life is what happens to our body after we die, whether it gets eaten by vultures or decomposes like worms.