Undivided hordes ( A sonnet by Babylon5Lover ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Before Man he was flaming , and yet at last I am rock-enchanted... Wherefore do I surrender appallingly..? The thorn beyond the oppressor dying beside a hostile priest is looming above my bat. Their skull stands , yet their warriors tumble scratching at the mountain through the shaman... Have my chaotic mountains called to my systolic ravings? Their warrior lying upon a hellish mountain struggles , the oppressor stamping on a long-lost bat struggles! Struggle agonizingly, howl! Weep, tumble! Their skull of righteousness is gothyck. I disintegrate! The grim feet resist the shaman, as thunderously as a warrior of righteousness once! My comforting saint is primitive... The priestess consumes the serpent of memory inside the bat, piteously... The abandoned saint within the helpless werebeast is dreaming of their teacher of woe! My bombs revere the dragon of joy behind the dust. In the garden, after the rain.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.