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Der
17
Death Metal/Black Metal
Der foi lançado em 25 de abril de 2025 por Almost Famous como parte do álbum Le point de non-retour
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Data de lançamento25 de abril de 2025
SeloAlmost Famous
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM62

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Point Mort
Point Mort
Interpretação
Damien Hubert
Damien Hubert
Baixo
Simon Belot
Simon Belot
Bateria
Olivier Millot
Olivier Millot
Violão
Sam Pillay
Sam Pillay
Vocais principais
Aurélien Sauzereau
Aurélien Sauzereau
Violão
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Damien Hubert
Damien Hubert
Composição
Simon Belot
Simon Belot
Composição
Olivier Millot
Olivier Millot
Composição
Sam Pillay
Sam Pillay
Composição
Aurélien Sauzereau
Aurélien Sauzereau
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Point Mort
Point Mort
Produção
Thibault Chaumont
Thibault Chaumont
Engenharia (masterização)
Amaury Sauvé
Amaury Sauvé
Engenharia (mixagem)

Letra

Would you stroll along the lake and chill
Would you stroll if you had seen their tears
Damn, it's been days
Would you plunge under, the waters are chill
Would you rejoice if you heard their feelings
Drowned and misplaced, why don't you hear them
They cry
Mesmerized, sold the more and the merrier
And they're paralyzed, they are drowned under their fate
Laughter's, laughter's, drowned deep underneath
Laughter's, laughter's
Forever and ever sealed
Laughter's, laughter's
They will never chime again
The water shimmers above their beds
Mild reflections, crystal clear, down is the end
The water shimmers above their beds
Lies are told and must be fed, down is the end
The church stands the air
We burnt lives, memories are astray
We dived lives, we were never this tide
Life goes on peacefully
We dived lives, memories are astray
We dived lives, we were never this tide
Lost souls
Unpossessed, lost souls
Unpossessed souls
They'll never rest, overwhelmed last breath
They'll never rest, we were never this tide
Souvenirs are struggles
And they lie, we can't hear them
Reflection, of all these vanished smiles
Their time, rare, stolen
And they died, still can't hear them
Neglect, of all these tarnished smiles
Their fare, time, blown
Under they lie
Skeleton's bricks, pieces, remains
Under they lie
Skeleton's bricks, pieces of houses that now have fade
The joyful homes spilled and thrown away
The joyful homes turned to watery shades
Souvenirs are struggles
The burn
A life's away
The minds swirls
A turn
Differed
The burn
A life away
The mind's swirls
The last bits and another world
The turn
The turn
The last grasp, the severance
The last grasp, the severance
Dug deep
Time
A mind set
Depth
Time
Depth
Bitter heart, soaked wet
The deepest hole a heart couldn't forget
Sore, alone, a wet trail caught on one cheek's net
So hard to forget
Sorrow, sorrow
The outer of deeper sorrow
Written by: Aurélien Sauzereau, Damien Hubert, Olivier Millot, Sam Pillay, Simon Belot
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