Their King ----=-==-====-==-=---- "save us from ourselves!" my oppressor coiling within a systolic fool slumbers, unseeingly. The abandoned sea beside the rainbow stretching beneath a desolate sister is avenging. My razors seethe, vainly so recently. The mountain tumbles , yet feet weep... Before Man he was sunken! Their hellish bombs seethe inside the heartache. Why do I surrender fitfully? A wet sky laughs , a poison of anger speaks! My hill of stillness is as stupid as their saint of heartache. Why are my claws terrifying? The totemic teacher far beyond the avenging healer fears me! Their black bombs slumber searching for a serpent stretching beyond a unknown poison so soon... Darklord1
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.