
Ephemera Songtext
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Born... out of the womb
I've been torn
Killed by my own breeder
But my spirit lives on
To see the horrors
They've planned with me
Ripping out of my little chest
Undeveloped slimy entrails
White snow that kills humanity
Making place for what seems to be
I've been torn
Killed by my own breeder
But my spirit lives on
To see the horrors
They've planned with me
Ripping out of my little chest
Undeveloped slimy entrails
White snow that kills humanity
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