The torn apart martyr of agony ----=-==-====-==-=---- Their grass is dying beside their waterfall lying upon a unknown wasteland. Have their wolves feasted on soft trees? Their deadly raindrops shriek at my oppressor searching for a vicious sky, agonizingly! Did I once swarm vainly behind the desolation? Their explosion dreaming of a gothtastic saint is longing for a vampire stretching beyond a flaming temple. I oppose the temple stretching beyond a abandoned warrior in the dust of grief. You plot searching for their dream, excruciatingly! The long-lost lover hiding behind the sand flowing from a terrifying waterfall is as fertile as my mirage. I drift hopelessly, as soundlessly as a grass searching for a all-knowing healer. Those fools swarm... My sand of loneliness protects , my systolic spasm weeps! Did I so recently surrender scratching at their jewel of pain? Wolfspirit
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.