It's Quinne, calling from California

I met a traveler from an antique land.
He said 2 fast in trunk would like to stone stand in the desert, new them on the stand have sunk a shattered I said flies goose frowned in Ringgold weapons near of called command tell that it's sculptor well.
Those passions red, which yet survive, stamped on those life listings.
The him that mock them at the heart that fed and on the pedestal, these words appear.
My name is on the 90 s, king of kings.
Look on my work.
He might E N there Nothing decide remains round the decay of that colossal rack looking bear the loan and level saying strike far away.