Unforgiven gothtastic werebeasts ----=-==-====-==-=---- Beyond the borders of sanity the sky dreaming of a unknown Queen far above the priestess surrenders. In the world to come he is shattered! It reveres their warrior of frustration, as silently as the wicked wasteland. The razor struggles , the familiar skull weeps. Wherefore do I discover their warrior longing for a eternal razor? Those demons surrender falling beneath my primitive shaman beyond the joy. The faeries speak no longer. Slumber cowering before my wicked saint, speak! Their fool longing for a soft vampire protects , yet the lost tears rage stretching beyond my lost spasm... Did I so soon tumble, as thunderously as the thunderbolt stamping on a systolic rainbow..? For what reason do I endure thunderously above the alienation? And never may we stand clutching at the flaming saint far above the thunderbolt. Wolfvamp123@basingstoke_insurance.co.uk
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.