COLISEUM LYRICS

"Seven Cities"

The seven sisters spread their fingers across the globe to machinate the sludge of time. Take total control. Who holds the power? Your engines crashing down. Machinate highways built on blood. Seven cities. Ashy pieces, limbs strewn across the road. Machinate grave of the oil age. Seven Cities.

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