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"Love me or hate me" she seems to say, "Treat me like a Goddess" or "Throw me away". Desperation, resignation, melancholy flow like rivers in flood that calm only when the Sweet Autumn chooses to nervously make her violin vibrate.
"Love me or hate me" she seems to say, "Treat me like a Goddess" or "Throw me away".
Desperation, resignation, melancholy flow like rivers in flood that calm only when the Sweet Autumn chooses to nervously make her violin vibrate.
Dive into Emilie Autumn’s dramatic world—listen to Opheliac and experience the powerful Victorian-industrial fusion today!
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