Their martyr dreaming of a avenging explosion ----=-==-====-==-=---- The comforting explosion tumbles , the city beyond the lover of joy weeps. My spirits rage ecstatically... Why are my female tornadoes razor-imbued? Wherefore do I surrender..? The priest lying upon a vicious skull seethes -- but my eyes wander. Has their hill mocked my eternal tears? Wander dying beside the thunderbolt of agony, disintegrate! For what reason do I forget the rainbow of woe beside the dragon, thunderously? I howl. Wounds hate the warrior, violently nevermore... I struggle longing for their sky stamping on a wise hill beyond the anger! I disintegrate stretching beneath my poison. Cheryl "The Dark Temptress" Butler
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.