Reaching above those helpless saints
Did I so soon accept my warrior, as violently as an uncaring warrior..?
Long, long ago I was cold , but in the world to come they are mirage-loving.
Why, why do I extinguish a memory?
A serpent consumes me.
And why are my gothyck seeds as terrifying as the priest of vengeance lurking under the saint lying upon a lush saint?
Disintegrate , drift unseeingly , roam.
Fangworthy The Wolfboy
Original URL: jbrowse.com
(has been defunct for some time)
Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.