
Your time is running out. This place is a womb, where we grow our future. Your weapons fail. Your ammunition runs low. And you've yet to see our most beautiful creation. All you have is your hatred, and your... individuality. Now, don't you wish you'd joined us? Would you then feel so alone?
Category Music / Game Music
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 112 x 120px
File Size 9.02 MB
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