Reform Part Iii by Xerath
Mass cityscapes
Mind soul deteriorate
At home with distraction
Bloodshed, sanity all but dead
The reigning, present, mindset
The hope, the hope of ever reconciling what's lost
The ever torn and frail fabric of humanity
And global stability
With unification comes the inevitable strains
And the war games
To ever think otherwise
Would defy your presence and your flaws
A time came when the shadows remained
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