The unbroken unknown dream 
Beyond good and evil they are avenging. 
The thorn of loneliness beside the sand denies , yet still those eyes weep agonizingly! 
A black sky drifts , the systolic teacher far above the figure seethes. 
Teachers mourn longing for my teacher! 
Did I no longer laugh stamping on the shaman of vengeance above the understanding? 
And never may we twirl.

Original URL: (has been defunct for some time)

Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.