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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Florian Grey
Florian Grey
Lead Vocals
Chris Harms
Chris Harms
Synthesizer
Yannik Fleming
Yannik Fleming
Drums
Hilton Theissen
Hilton Theissen
Synthesizer
Federico Marengo
Federico Marengo
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Florian Bieneas
Florian Bieneas
Songwriter
Yannik Fleming
Yannik Fleming
Songwriter
Hilton Theissen
Hilton Theissen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Harms
Chris Harms
Producer

Lyrics

What a strange thing to tell you to let go I'm not afraid to sing this song for you You taught me well to lose the key to your core Don't unearth old pain and bring it to my door Stained by the blood of the withering A cryptic poem as a synonym for us For the last The last of us In all shapes of suffering Singing along to dead lullabies The higher note is the key to our hearts Infernal offering Such a strange meaning lies in learning to let go And in hiding my heart behind the thickest walls Don't let me know you hide your heart there too 'Cause at the end the last of us is you Stained by the blood of the withering A cryptic poem as a synonym for us For the last The last of us In all shapes of suffering Singing along to dead lullabies The higher note is the key to our hearts Infernal offering Find my heart Behind walls Fall apart Gave my all Stained by the blood of the withering A cryptic poem as a synonym for us For the last The last of us In all shapes of suffering Singing along to dead lullabies The higher note is the key to our hearts Infernal offering Infernal offering
Writer(s): Hilton Theissen, Yannik Fleming, Florian Bieneas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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