We are many guards of a precious gate
Sometimes we lean backward and sometimes we stand straight
Some of us are short and some are tall
We never quit the fight but we might fall
We wear war paint and cover in black
We always defend but never will attack
Aw shucks, the nostalgia. I remember that after lurking for a while, I finally decide to make this account and socialize for a bit. Too bad I forgot the damn password. I should really start to note them down somewhere.
This account I'm currently typing with, had to be my 4th one. Totally forgot the name of the first one I made for lurking, coz I was still paranoid of this site back then.