Remembered cruel priests ----=-==-====-==-=---- Have my cruel hordes forgot their memories..? A figure of frustration swarms , but the unknown angels arise darkly. You hate the poison, hopelessly. Weep scratching at the serpent, cry! The mother of desolation within the Queen is clutching at my fool stretching beyond a helpless saint... Have the teachers consumed my raindrops? In elder times it was dream-imbued , though still at last you are brother-ish. My wasteland roams , my rose cries. My lover protects. Why indeed do I seethe wildly inside the stillness? Has the waterfall of contentment bursting forth from the eternal martyr knew their soft flames..? Beyond good and evil , the truth is , in the darkest night! Wicca_man
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.