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"A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood numerous bones deathly silent The field of vision is filled with stinky corpses The cold wind blows across my ears tingling breathing His bloody and greasy hands Holding on to broken limbs Arrows everywhere Broken sword and damaged military flag stuck on the corpse Climb up hard The smell of rancidity and blood Countless innocent souls Grab him and pull him down as hard as you can he looks up But can't see the end All I saw was blood The sky is stained red" Concept: The stubbornness of a single dog