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 For long time, I've deserted the lake, which was a place, I used to be amazed by the wonderful scenery!

The lake belongs to a ideal, a place I can search the roots, and barried my soul, into the memory !

We were better than boys, at that time, when we in the sixtine, age of innocent !

But we didn't know, our rage could kill!

And killing is because of we are horses !

And fighters !

If we want be better, some people will be crushed !

No !It's not true !

We are fighting for freedom, and there is Heaven, which only the soul belongs, and the flesh redeemed !

We're manhead horse, which must build up peace. But we are always blind, when someone ride us !

Who ride us ?

Man they used zeal to control us. And take us Queens bee,compete the territory.