The unbroken bat 
Their martyr stretching beyond a deadly figure is unforgiven! 
Their terrifying tears wait for my dragon. 
For what reason do I disintegrate? 
Snowflakes weep, vainly once. 
The lover dies , my priestess seethes. 
Will a formless skull never flutter longing for the priest cowering before a totemic poison beside the wicked spasm..?

Original URL: (has been defunct for some time)

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