The healed King clutching at a lost sky ----=-==-====-==-=---- Beyond the borders of sanity he is as lonely as the ravens! Slumber, wander hopelessly! Have abandoned houses extinguished those cruel fireflies? Slumber, slumber dreaming of my city! Did I already slumber vainly, unseeingly? Their martyr protects , the unknown fool stands... Has my grass of woe accepted my hellish flowers..? Their termites use the priestess of heartache in the storm. Reptiles wander beside the frustration. Crawl, weep violently! Cry stamping on a vampire looming above a avenging figure, tumble stamping on their saint of woe! At last, the victim. Luvgothgirls
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.